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[greenstorm]

Bad food all weekend, save one or two meals. Lots of sleep, lots of snuggle time, some pain, lots of sex. Sunshine all day and all weekend, full-on immersion in the festival-party-plant-porn world that is the VanDusen plant show. Gardeners everywhere. Handling several hundred baby tomatoes. Spending lots of money. Packing packing, no time off, work, moving Tuesday. No food since lunch. So, so high... and now a downturn. I really need to eat, then get to Doug's party.

Breaking down.