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About 11:30 this morning, I started looking for my car keys. Nowhere. I woke Melynda in a panic, before I called and learned that Gene wandered off with my keys. The third, and hopefully no more.

I spent $36 of the store's money on two key lime pies.

Gene's sitting on my couch reading Gore Vidal, and we're listening to the dryer spin along. I am much better today.

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Gene has been at my house most of this weekend, and it's been nice to have the company. Someone to talk to and discuss the process of making Guinness. I am happy today, despite it all.