Therefore this typing is an interesting experience. Apparantly my joints freeze up in the cold just like an old person!
I ate it twice today, walking around the lake. Once at the very end of the lake path, once just before reaching the cabin. Guess I got cocky when I knew I was almost done!
At least I wasn't alone--Heather and Bobby and Hudson were there to witness my demise.
This is very difficult to type. My fingers are like useless french fries at the end of my arms.
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