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Shawshank, September 19, 2024

One. One more day to go. One more day, and it’s the weekend. Thank the gods.

We had a confirmed tornado about 31 miles from us. That’s pretty scary if you ask me. Here? Nothing but some wind and a little bit of rain.

Up again way too early for work. Work was a lot slower than yesterday, but I’m feeling a helluva lot better than yesterday, so there’s that.

Nothing much planned for tonight. Nuggs for dinner and relaxing. Up again at 4:30 in the morning. But at least tomorrow is Friday.

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