playing, always playing, the juicy stuff will come up, i promise, i always honor requests, just that sort of dedication, or devotion, take your pick, it won't matter to me, playing with things, there's definitely a trend toward writing at night, never written at 7 in the morning, and there's one other time that i haven't written, now i've got to figure out days of the week, which might be a little difficult, but not that difficult for a user of perl, things get closer, and yet they're always just so far away when i stop and think about it. incompletes, here i come, to enjoy, and flourish, and relish, and get shit on. i can't wait.
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