today is the day when some of them are posting every hour, on the hour, and it was after hour six when I realised this. Poor bleated me.

Well, fiddle faddle then. I am engaging in other exploits.

Getting Andrew to write anything expository on his lonesome was no picnic, I tell you true.

I am having a flapsome day. I must go and commandeer the shower before the things I have to do today happen. And see if I can kick my case of the oh dears.

Oh. And. Yesterday and the job-having thing went well. I work again tomorrow. Well well well. Yes. Good. Yes.

<<agé chose>>

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