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9:22 PM

Yeah, so, we’re still alive. I haven’t been so much about the updates today. For a lot of reasons, really: been busy hosting (though Sarah’s largely responsible for our being fed, comfy, and happy), been watching the movies (crazy, I know), and been working on other… multimedia pieces of the day. More on that tomorrow, I think. Sorry for totally neglecting messenger, and for not making the webcam more exciting (meaning: sexy).

Jorge is a far better secretary than I, so check his site over mine.

We’re on to movie five right now, Fast, Cheap, and Out of Control. Sarah’s way freaked out by the naked mole-rats, with good reason. Also, it’s about nine-thousand degrees right now.

More later.
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Anonymous said…
I have to say that I am enjoying this one more.

I don't know why.

Last year was great. This one seems moreso.
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