Sorry, the title is a bit misleading. It isn't encouraging for you, per se, but it's helping me a bit. The crushing guilt of the previous post dated back in the summer is enough to deter me from writing anything else on this page until extra-terrestiral pterodactyls fly in and bust shit up all over the planet. That would be worth blogging.
So, now maybe this will get me going. If they had pay-per-play time machines, I'd totally give you a quarter so that you could go back in time and reclaim the couple minutes it took you to read this.
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Toe mouth.