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I didn't sleep well, so I woke up late. I stumbled to my computer and 4 minutes prior (10:21am) Brö had pinged me with 'you watching the news?' Shit, I thought, war. But no, another space shuttle blew up, raining debris and gods know what else over Nacogdoches... I'm sure the residents are not happy that it takes something like this to teach people to spell the name of their town correctly.

I could wallow in sorrow at this point, but I am going to be too busy today. I will be thinking about it with sadness all day, though, before the media takes it and does something infuriating or stupid (or both).

*sigh*