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The tornado sirens are going off. The Read intercom is now advising that we take shelter in the basement. Screw that. I need sleep like Pooh needs honey. No, this is worse. I am barely functioning. Perhaps this will be my last blog post ever. If so, then you'll know that the tornado got me. At least I'd die in my sleep. -sleepyhead sibo
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Yeah, I had just hit the sack when that thing went off. Needless to say, I didn't budge.
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