Friday the 13th 2011. There's no crazy killer wearing a hockey mask coming to get me. It's actually the ravages of old age coming to kill me, slowly. That's far more suspenseful, right?
I'm keeping it short today because on my way to work a black cat crossed my path while I was walking under a ladder after I dropped that mirror. I hope I make it to Saturday. Wish me luck!
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