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My inability to reply to comments in the past week is shameful. I have to apologize. I have the unfortunate habit of curtailing social interaction when I'm feeling like crap. I go into a demi-lurker mode, searching out entertainment and information but not doing my part to contribute to the community.

But, before I start whining about my poor, pitiful self, I do have a couple amusing anecdotes. First: my dad is totally a ninja mormon. Not only did he "anonymously" leave a 12-pack of diet coke on my doorstep on Saturday but he also related a funny story about a meeting he had with a local land developer. Apparently at one point the developer said something about Utah and all the mormons with their plural wives to which my dad responded, "It's funny how you meet mormons in the most unexpected places. Because I am one." That was the sum of their conversation on that topic but when he told it I couldn't stop laughing. Us mormons, we're so sneaky and incognito.

On Sunday the Big Lug and I had a limited text conversation that pretty much consisted of him asking for a car for graduation and me laughing in his face. Then he called me a jerk. I had to stop myself from replying, 'bitch' not because he would've been offended but because he wouldn't have gotten the joke. But OMG, my little brother called me a jerk! That shouldn't make me as happy as it does. =D

For those of you keeping track at home, I've totally hit a new fibromyalgia plateau, a week of fairly steady pain. The intensity has ebbed and waned but it's always been there. ( Let me share it with you. )

One last anecdote, the Da called me tonight for legal advice regarding my great uncle's estate. That kind of trust is both really cool and completely terrifying. But mostly cool. =D