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nanowrimo 2010


Diary of a Blind Madman

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A cold and uninteresting day
nanowrimo 2010
Q: What do you call children conceived in a whorehouse?
Today was one of those days that don't go anywhere. I spent it wishing things would go anywhere at all. It was very cold (about 20°) all day and the index says it felt like 8°.

I spent the day playing chess with the computer and wishing I was doing something else. I listened all day to Deadville by Robert F. Jones. It will be my first e-book review.

I dreamed intermittently last night.

A: Brothel Sprouts