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animal planet is playing on the flat screen in our kitchen. kolie, whose senior citizenship has become increasingly apparent in the months i have been gone, has just made me egg salad. the eggs are underboiled, and a bit runny in the center. she squeals and points out the cheetas and large beasts, narrarating the already-narrated. "Wow! Wow! Your life is in danger! Wow! Come on, let me see if you can manage her. Wow! Wow! Mmm! Wow! These are FIERCE! Mmm!" earlier at the gynecologist, the doctor scowled when she saw my breasts. somebody called me, and my antiquated chromeo ringtone became the soundtrack to my pap smear. dope.