Things today haven't really changed, but not saying anything would leave the countdown hanging. To be honest, this post is just for continuity's sake.
There have been musicals, there were stories. There was creative improvisational suggestive writing, and one way audio communication. There was some carpet cleaning, and fumes coming from it. There was very little talk about the situation, although she did post something on her blog.
The last day is tomorrow. But the last day for what? I feel like we're in Lethal Weapon 3; is it a one, two, and let's do this on three, or is it a one, two, three, and then we do this? Either way, I'll be fine. Thinking in terms of time at this point isn't doing me any good...
I'm too old for this shit. -Sergeant Roger Murtaugh
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