Holy crap, you lazy bastards. According to the blog reader to the right, I written eight of our last ten collective posts:
* 10
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* So I lied
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* Svithe: Sacrament-meeting talks, beginnings thereof
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* WALL·E
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* Curse you, Asmond.
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* Finish Line in Sight
from The Fobcave
* Something sensible
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* The first seventy-five words of The Old Curiosity...
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* Darbled Dinz
from Thmazing’s Thmusings
* Here's this...
from WEED
Let's hear your pasty excuses.
7 comments:
There's always the possibility that the rest of us have lives...
Whenever I blog, people seem to take the opportunity to tell me what's wrong with me. I am working on reducing this invitation in my life.
Um, the dog ate my blog post ...
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Oh, sure.
That's what's wrong with you, Ugly Swan--you only notice the negative comments.
I would like to point out that, at this exact moment in time, you have none of the posts in the blog reader to the right.
Ooh. And I, for a change, have four.
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I'm glad I missed that.
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