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03/02/2004: "Blurry-eyed and bushy-tailed"

Well, if I was a bunny, at least I could celebrate only having something like 33 days until Easter, but that's not it. My eyes have almost completely glazed over from screen-starring. I'm nest-hunting for an office location in the South, and while the draw to Mississippi is there (it's both fun to say, spell, and visit), but Georgia just has that certain, peachy something I can't quite put my wing on. I mean, a duplex sort of pad (with partial rental possibilities) is going for $20K and up in Meridian. On the other hand, a place with a pool and in Georgia would be only four and a half times that amount. Wait... that math doesn't check out, does it. Hmmph. On this, I will ponder. At least I *think* we may have finally sewed up the Midwestern office site. That's something, right?