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New James Blunt album! I'm really excited. It's the first time in my life that one of my favorite artists has actually had a new album. They're usually dead or burnt out.

Life news:

I'm now the proud (and regretful) nanny for five show corgis and a cat. Not only is the money welcome but now that I have two jobs I can finally stop feeling guilty.

This morning I took three vicodin and went to sleep, when I woke up it was five PM. Is this normal for that dosage? Or was I really passed out and struggling for life?

Early that morning when I was driving out to the corgis I saw a deer. It was a dirty city deer. I felt really sorry for it.

I'm rather happy here at the moment. I have friends when I want them and none when I don't. I don't see how anyone can actually live their entire life in a city. It's just awful. Little cement yards and you can hear your neighbors. I don't like it, I most assuredly belong in a cabin on hundreds of acres.

(I really like that the dogs are crate trained. The next puppy I get must be crate trained. I have now added four kennels to the Yukon dream.)