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.30. What has you on edge?

This one is really one where I wrote the prompt while I was thinking about what I’m going to do tomorrow. It could kill me.

But, then, so could crossing the street.
I have to be better about thinking about probabilities.

Yes, I know this makes me a lousy Dateline viewer; sorry, NBC. It also makes me a really bad sekurity mastar. And why did Apple foist the pox that is autocorrect system-wide on OS X? sigh

But, back to what’s worrying me; what can I say? This is scary stuff. Not that I haven’t done dangerous things in my life, but, I am a bit unnerved (again, no pun intended).

So, what else is up? I’m still very unhappy with my professional situation. There’s not a lot that can be done to remedy that, unfortunately.

I’m excited to see my wife this evening.