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Today was gloriously ordinary. Let's see, I went to the bank, worked, did laundry, shredded paper -- lots and lots of shredding -- vaccuumed, and watched a couple of movies while I was shredding.

I also got a hot chocolate from Starbucks this morning. A couple of people in the North Durham crew were big fans of Starbucks, and they had been raving about the hot chocolate, and I had to try it. I got the "salted caramel" flavor. It was good, but it kinda tasted like coffee. I think maybe every inch of Starbucks is imbued with the essence of coffee, so even non-coffee foods end up tasting like coffee. It also threatened to give me a headache, but I took a headache pill right away and kept the headache at bay. So to sum up, I'm glad I tried it but I probably won't have it again. Starbucks is just not my thing. Everything is so expensive and their iced tea is terrible.

Just now Jane came inside with a yucky scrape on her face. A round open wound, about half the size of a dime, an inch from her eye. We determined that it was just a surface wound, not a puncture. Maybe she was digging around in pursuit of a critter, and a branch flew up and scratched her. It kind of freaks me out how close it was to her eye. We cleaned it with peroxide and put Neosporin on it, and gave her a treat to reward her for being so good through all that. She doesn't seem to be in pain, isn't worrying at the wound.

It's been almost week and I've pretty much stopped dreaming about the staging area. Last Thursday I had a hilarious dream: I fell asleep while doing laundry, and I could hear the dryer but I dreamed it was the printer, printing walk lists and/or phone lists. And I woke up just enough to have the panicked thought, "it's after election day! I forgot to check the "already voted on election day" exclusion! I'm going to have to reprint all those lists!" Then I woke up a little more and realized it was after election day and I don't have to print any lists anymore.