No news, really. I’m at work, working. My router support skills are rusty (it took me three minutes to figure out what the router’s IP was ’cause I was too dense to realize that the default gateway on the client computer HAD to be the router’s IP). Brett’s cute, Mike’s a fine houseguest, the dogs are well, I haven’t mailed that letter to my aunt Screw yet, and I need a nap.
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