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Sunday, November 04, 2007

Just an update thats all.

Call the fire trucks, call the media, tell everyone but don't tell your mother. The beast is awake and breathing. There are sightings all over the map. The North! The North! It came from the North! It twisted and our earth shook. Trees were uprooted and the lakes became rivers and reached their slender fingers to the boiling, salted drink that is the sea. Call the riot squads and tell Nato.

The hero is alive though he is bogged down in the beauracracy that is education. C'est la vie. Three courses in and counting....

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