...Mostly because I think after about three minutes I'll run out of mystical things to say and will resort to beer and self-deprecating humor. WHO'S WITH ME?!?!?!?!
Anyone in San Francisco or SF Peninsula wanna be buddies? Anyone from any other areas? I can't get any of my friends to do nanowrimo with me! I AM ALONE IN THIS ENDEAVOR! And in a mere... what... 13.25 hours I'll have to start writing and I can't do this alone!!!! Well, maybe I could but I'm pretty sure that's called alcoholism. At least if there are two or more of us it's a party.
Wow, I just realized I'm begging. Ehem. Sorry about wrinkling the collective collar as I clutch it desperately, there.
So, what's everybody's favorite breakfast cereal, real and imagined, and why?
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"AAAAAAAHHHHHH Sweet mystery of liiiiiife, at last I have found youuu!!!!"
- "Young Frankenstein"
