Painting. Painting, painting, painting. Painting. J and I are the proud owners of a newly painted apartment, some very sore feet and hamstrings, and nothing but giddy anticipation of what the next seven days might bring...oh, right, more painting, with a dash of moving and packing for fun. More painting because my gulag-style whippings on Friday,
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