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Today begins February, my least favorite of the months. And that means that, technically, I don't have to write today at all (or write in my revolting, festering blog). But Big Anklevich is all gung-ho (or perhaps Bazooka, I always get the GI Joes confused) about writing this month, and I cannot let him win. So I'll write something today, and keep the blog going, at least for a while.
I saw this item for sale today:
I hate myself so much, I seriously considered buying it.
So, I went to the library, and wrote a little bit, then watched the people around me, then wikipediaed, then wrote some more. They made their announcement ("The library will be closing, so get the fu--"), flashed their lights, and I checked my word count. And wow, it was exactly 1000 words! That's the kind of stuff Big Anklevich would pull off, right before a girl handed him her telephone number . . . written on her still-warm panties.
Ah, Anklevich, rest in peace, you and Screech.
Sit-ups Today: 100
Push-ups Today: 129
Words Today: 1000
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