Saturday, July 26, 2008

Absorbine Jr. is my god now

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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