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8 Vendem CCXII (Sept. 29, 2003) - 6:36 p.m. In which our plucky young zero goes blah-de-frickin-blah.This is some stuff that got left out last time because I'd actually typed up the entire entry, then saved it to my desktop rather than to a floppy. It honestly didn't occur to me that I'd done anything that clinically thick until after I'd already posted the version you saw, so I had to reconstruct that version from scratch. I was just going to add this in as a correction, with use of <tt> to indicate its retconned status, but there's enough of it to justify making it an entry unto itself. I'd like to thank the sweet bird who notified me that I'd forgotten to close a certain italic (I thought I had, but I'd actually typed where I needed to type ). I said last time I might even talk about my life in this space. I feel a Great Need™ to clarify that. Until I can talk about it calmly and rationally, I'll talk about it only in circumstances where one or more of the following conditions pertains: I would like to be reminded of your birthday each year using an excellent service offered by BirthdayAlarm.com. Because, unlike the people who use it and don't have the kind of junkheap memory I have, I consider this too important to trust to my memory. Please click on the following link for me and enter your name and birthday, it only takes a few seconds: http://www.BirthdayAlarm.com/dob/6451237a3050622b362 Thank you Isn't that so boilerplate you could just weep? -30-
last time, on The Slack Shack - our next inciting exstallment
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