It's nearly 5am, on December 27th.
For the last HOUR, this one guy has been calling and texting my wife's work phone, trying to get her to pick up.
Dude, it's OHMYGOD o'clock. Go to BED.
For the last HOUR, this one guy has been calling and texting my wife's work phone, trying to get her to pick up.
Dude, it's OHMYGOD o'clock. Go to BED.


yeah I just noticed. 
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
I once tried to contact an author on the west coast to ask for an interview (he was coming to my area). He was very polite, couldn't squeeze in the interview, but he also thanked me for taking the time zones in between us into consideration -- apparently he *had* in the past gotten calls at unholy hours from people who didn't realize there was a whole continent between the two of them ... and he was not someone to be polite in the face of this sort of idiocy.
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