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Oh my wrists!

Seriously, I need someone to come ice my wrists like those assistants do for the football players on the sidelines. I’ve typed so much this weekend that if I still had a wedding right, it probably wouldn’t fit on any of my swollen fingers. I’m in like a runner’s high and almost working on autopilot with some heavenly glow surrounding. It’s like Fry’s 100th cup of coffee for programming.

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