It is sort of how I feel. Since your asking. Since anyone's asking. I feel like I'm trying to erase all signs of life here in phoenix. Emptying the contents from the refrigerator to bags and dispersing them amongst neighbors. Leaving the office chair, the kitchen trash can, and the shredded camp chair from the back yard out on the curb, hoping someone will wisk them away. Everything goes. We are wiping our prints and packing up the wipes afterwards.
In fact, this is my last post until the blip returns to the screen. I'm signing off, disappearing from the cyberworld, disconnecting the Mangum modem...the boxes for this computer and all his parts are sitting here right next to me flapping their jaws...here it goes....a js
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