I am a nervous wreck.
Will it snow, or won't it?
Am I allergic to turmeric, or am I not?
Is some evil devious food lurking in the unknown shadows waiting to kill me dead?
Will Eli make the dog have a nervous breakdown, or will Eli get bored first and stop stalking her?
Will we, as my mother says "Be in for a terrible time, lord knows what's coming, we're gonna lose power and be in for a time of it."
Or will it just be the meteorologist's imagination?
Will Dudley save Nel, or will she get smushed like a flat penny on the railroad tracks?
The questions, the unknown, the agony of uncertainty.
What shall I do?
Tune in tomorrow.
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