50 Books: 18-30.

[byelka58]

I did some quality dog-sitting this weekend, meaning I sat around in the owner's air-conditioning and read her books for about 48 hours. That's hardly worth the $75 she paid me, or so I was thinking until the dog bit my finger. Suddenly I felt pretty good about taking the money, though it remains exorbitant. I suspect that in another few days he

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[byelka58]

The dog missed the knuckle (of my left middle finger) by about 8mm, which is as far as you can really be from a knuckle and still be on a finger. Well, okay, that isn't necessarily true for me, but I bet it's true for you, with your elfin phylanges. In any case, I've had 2 or 3 tetanus shots in the last 10 years, exactly because I never go to the doctor, which means no one can ever find my immunization records, and so I can never prove I'm up to date and always have to get another shot.

I don't know what would happen if a god bit me. My money is on "nothing good," but that's just my Judeo-Christian upbringing talking. I'm sure there are some great gods out there who could convey their blessings via tooth marks (shades of the Doctor tongue-kissing Martha in order to accomplish a "genetic transfer"). Speaking of which, your heaven sounds unsanitary.

I will return, but at the moment typing is making me sweat enough that I'm afraid I'll cancel out my shower, causing me to be late and lose my job and wind up working next to the bitter, be-bereted Sarlacc.

WHEN WILL IT BE FALL? I'VE BEEN GOOD.