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All right, dammit, look. Yesterday, I said I wasn't gonna write anything this weekend, and then waxed less-than-poetic about my goddamned toilet bowl for a thousand words or more.
Well, not today, Gilligan. I love you folks and all, but honestly, I've got shit to do. Like sleep. And drool, and quite possibly snore. Busy, busy, dammit. No time for writing.
Hell, I barely even have time to mention that yesterday's entry was the 500th on the site. I feel like I should commemorate -- write a retrospective, or throw a blog party, or at least take a lap or two around the house naked. Something.
But, no. Instead, I'm taking a much-needed near-vacation for the day. You kids have a peachy rest of the weekend, and I'll see you on Monday. Peace out, kiddos.
Hey! Congrats and what she said... :) It's my blogiversary today- One year and you were one of my first links, Charlie :) Inspired me to do a quote of the week.
Hey Congrats on your 500th post, but is that the 500th ever, or just for the new site? Anyways, great job.
Blogging like yours is what got me started and hooked (it's a drug I tell ya) on blogging. Keep at it dude (a little Keanu style cheer for you).