This still counts as my day, because I haven't gone to sleep yet. I did mean to blog sooner but I was delayed in doing so somewhat by an unfortunate incident which I do not wish to go into the details of. All I will tell you about it is that it may or may not have involved me fighting a T-Rex in the middle of Time Square in New York whilst I was dressed as a nun.
I am afraid that due to the late night (read: early morning) nature of this blog, I am going to have to keep it short and sweet, much like I never was. I used to be short, but the sweetness is something that has always eluded me. I am told that I have an almost cinnamon-y, quite citrus like flavor to myself. Again, that fact may be fabricated.
In the morning I have to get up early again, this time at 7am, so I can go to Sussex University in Brighton, to see if I want to go there. Also, once I have done that I have to fly to Sweden to collect my Nobel prize for fighting that T-Rex...
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