More work than I can shake a stick at. As usual.
Squoosh was happy to see me, though.
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- Turning over a New Ancodia. Maybe.
- I concur; let's get out of bacon.
- No rest for the truly Evil
- Words' Myth
- and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and da...
- Felines...nothing more than...felines...trying to ...
- Doom, Despair, and Agony on Me; Deep, Dark Depress...
- And I walk back in to find...
- My wardrobe consists of black and white/my wheel w...
- Are you ready? Here we go…slow, slow, quick, quic...
- Quote of the Week
- As usual, an afterthought. Whatever could that imply?
- ‘cos I have been to hell and I’ve been back, all i...
- Ouchy. Whine.
- I got the black and white flightless bird, and you...
- Wait...I gotta get some gum and some tic-tacs, two...
- Psycodia
- What the World Needs Now is Ambient Lighting
- Oh, dang...
- Well, tan my bikini. Or whatever.
- RUI (reading under the influence...of boredom)
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