One day I'm just going to open my eyes and it's going to be EGB's wedding day or something crazy like that. And I'll wonder where did all the time go? It all got bottled up, sold to cyborgs, and is being traded on the interplanetary memory exchange black market. I'll just have to deal with it then.
Until then. I'm memorializing memories right here on this humble space.
Happy Friday!
I hope you party with the dogs and sleep with them. EGB does.
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