I ahe a third ambusher. I mean the alwoed kind. And I have spent a day and a hafl in and out of thrnace, losing an hour here and an horu there, and had a lot of fun doing it.
At the meerest glimmer of th epossibility of going under I went uner. If I thought about what it felt liek th elas time I ewent udner then I went under. I played a prank on muserlf (as anyoen who erad the previous blog knowsl) and apparently I am plaing a pran on myself now. I am normally pretty ananl retetntive abot umy typing, and someone has gone to some effor t o make this blog as interestingly typed as posbienl.
Or, as I aliek o call it, unreadable. (Sure that woreld comes out clearly.) So I can't acutally type nromeally and I can't fix it but I can write the shaoreitkkk bog ever.
Tnks, jsut thnks.
SHORTEST. I can write the shortest blog ever. Figures that your name comes out correctly. (I'm not mad.)
ReplyDeleteCyric, I don't know you, but I salute you.
ReplyDeleteGenius. Sheer genius.
(Ms. Carson, I don't know you either... just wandering by. But I had to offer my compliments.)
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