My journal counter said 5003 at last look. Whoopee!
And my trusty Saturn is coming close to 135000 miles under it's belts.
My Dad is 75.
And my friendship with Relentlessly Blinking Cursor turns eight this year.
My cat is 8. (I thought she was older when I got her, but it turns out I was off by four years. And she's been eating senior cat food all this time. That's okay, it's better for her digestive tract. Too much protein is quite bad for kitties.)
I'm gonna be 40 before I know it.
Life is good.
So who do you talk to about bonding and insurance when you start a legitimate business? (I guess I better take advantage of working at the library and find out.)
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