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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
And To My Dear Cat, Princess, I Bequeath...
Is it weird that my mind sometimes wanders into what I would say in my will? I don't have any money or property or kids, and, barring some freak tragedy, many years of misery still await me on this granite-encrusted orb. And yet...
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