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Okay, Yes. Fine.

I don't know why or how. Well, I do know how, since I pressed the buttons and filled in my name.

I definitely don't know why. Or what I was thinking.
However.

That doesn't change the fact that I somehow somewhere somewhy signed up for this silly NaBloPoMoRamaLamaDingDong thinger.

It's the slacker's version of NaNoWriMo, where you write a novel in one month. Ha! Ha-HA! Hahahaha, no. I will not be doing that. I couldn't write a novel if I had five years.

The only love I have for creative writing is when someone else does it and puts it into my grubby hands for reading. The type of writing I enjoy doing is the writing of lists: Things That Need To Be Done Before Four Or I Will Kill Myself. Pls Do KthxBye. Ye Olde Foode List of Yore.

So why I think I am going to post to this blog every single day this month, I just do not know. I even have a scheduled trip out of town next weekend. That's at least one whole calendar day with no internet access. And yet that did not deter me.

This has to count for post #1. Only 29 to go.