Alas and alack.

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Thanks for your comments on my last post. Sixteen may be 112 in dog years, but it's not nearly long enough.

To add insult to injury, today I got my first in what will undoubtedly be a series of rejections from the journals I submitted poetry to earlier this month. It was one of the long-shots, so I'm not surprised and not particularly disappointed, but still. :(

And in the book of short stories I was reading this afternoon, I came across a story told from the POV of a sentient, genetically engineered dog. It was an excellent story (Mary Rosenblum's "My She," found in here), but not exactly what I needed today, you know?

So now I am going to play Sporcle games and eat chocolate. I like this plan. Screw off, Murphy.

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