NaNo *($^?$)"?_ grrrrrr WriMo
AGHHHHHHHHH!!!
1761 when I should be at least at 5001 is peeving. Peeving I tell 'e. It's just not good enough!
AGHHHHHHHHH!!!
And, and, and oh poop. I picked the wrong day to give up sniffing glue. What? It's my blog I shall be as contentious as I like. And frankly - but don't tell anyone, it's a secret - I've never sniffed or mainlined glue. Or herbage either. Difficult to inject a large pot plant, anyway. Though why smoking one of God's own plants is illegal worries me. He/She/It gave us this wondrous (according to some, but not others) green growing thing in the first place. Did you know you can sail a ship with it?
Waffle, that's what this is. Waffle to clear my mind of an insanely weird scene in a secret pub near Covent Garden. There are elves too. I like elves. And mountains.
Nuff said.
Bye.
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