Am tired. So very, very tired.
Though not THIS tired.
Anyway, I'll write more about this tomorrow, including the characters that passed me during my top 10,000 finish. Such as Tinky Winky and the San Diego Chicken.
Not. Making. This. Up.
And how as feared, the Brady Street hill did NOT kill me dead.
Ah, I hear the dulcet tones of the sofa calling... I'll be there in a moment, lover...
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