Because Phrecklette left me a little parting gift.
Guess what it was?
Let's put it this way. It explains why the top of my dang head has been itching like mad lately. The other part of the parting gift was my recent adventure with Ovide at 11pm at night, bent over a tub, hardly able to breathe because of the fumes…loverly. Oh, and why my hair smells a bit like gasoline this morning...
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