Apparently, I've had 600 interesting things to say over the years. Or, at least, I hope they were interesting!
I celebrated just now with 600 seconds of snuggles from the giant blond kid, who is an excellent snuggler when he's in the mood.
Other things I've done 600 times in the last few days - blown my nose, told Veronica to be quiet, tripped over the dog, worried about my plot, stressed about my deadlines.
By this time next week, I'll have turned in all my work, hopefully gotten somewhere on my plot, be across the country where I can't trip on the dog, still have a very loud child, and be over this cold. Theoretically.
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