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I feel totally fried. There's nothing a fried person wants around less than a manic, cold-recovering, overtired toddler, but there you go. I'm sure there's nothing a manic toddler wants less for a parent than a fried zombie. :P Stress, stress, frustration, stress. :P

I have some ebay auctions going. That should provide some entertainment for a week or so and ultimately some cash. So far the vampire sex and the diamonds have gotten immediate action. Of course, the froofy porcelein bits that I'm selling for my mom should get bids nearly as fast when I post them. Different strokes for different folks. :)