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It is Wednesday. Normally my favorite day of the work week. Very few people in the office, no meetings, everything pretty quiet.

So why do I have the sudden urge to get myself a pint (a pint, mind you) of strawberry hagen daz for lunch?

I think Maria has been gone too long, although she will be home tomorrow afternoon. I miss her. She's a good kid.

I miss you too.