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I should be working.

I know I should be working.  Instead I'm sitting here chewing maniacally on my husband's electronic cigarette and avoiding the deathstare that these guys are giving me from across the room:

I have been having a bitch of a time staying focused all week.  The weights and kickboxing and whatnot have made me feel every one of my years - maybe I need to stick to yoga.