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I hate sleeping in the wet spot.
Even worse when the wet spot is from sweating out the fever that's accompanying my flu.
I really wish there'd been one of *those* wet spots anywhere in my recent past to bitch about. . .
How long before a virginity regrows?

Really, I promise I'm trying to squeeze out a poignant and thoughtful blog post, but sometimes they get stuck.
I think I need more mental fiber.
Because, ya know, writer's block is very akin to constipation.
At least, it is, when it's the shit I seem to produce.

Happy Singles Awareness Day to my fellow wretches.
And to think, just one week ago, I was ready to look down on your poor pathetic singletons. Oh how fate's threads kink.

I didn't do it, or I couldn't have done it without the help and support of a great team (and you should blame them)