shhhh, I know what time it is... you're probably asleep and not checking in constantly anyway... I mean, what kind of nute would actually wake up at 8-something on a Saturday morning (unless, of course, you have little rugrats running around your house) to type until your fingers bleed, anyway?...

remember, screaming "I've got blisters on my fingers" has been done so if you feel compelled to do it, please credit George Harrison... Beatles... The White Album... where have you kids been, anyway?...

the baseball reference in the title is a reminder from my roommate that I have fantasy baseball leagues to set up today as well as a fantasy football team to review, just in case I was thinking of having nothing but blogathon fun... yes, there's no end to the fun that can be had by a computer geek with a day off... and this just barely scrates the surface...

I do not play on being out of here at strike three, no worries (or worries if that gets you off... I'm always up for helping someone get off, after all... though sometimes I do not want to touch them, at least not without gloves... and to the Dr. I did not want to sleep with last month or two ago, it was way too soon to be exploring your bedside manner, which was not really anything more than let's do it, which doesn't work for me unless you look like one of my libido fantasies and I am in the mood for meaningless superficial sex, which I wasn't, but I digress again, right?)...

unbeknownst to most of you poor unsuspecting readers, I shall probably most likely return to add a thing or two, links and some words, at least, to many of these blogathon entries... since these first few never really happened, all these secrets will remain secrets because you can keep secrets, especially when you're not here cuz I wasn't here on time (the logic is impecable, no?)...

remember to visit catz-eyes because he pledged to do this and will probably start sounding like hiss and me (what blathering idiots, where?) by the time this day rolls round into the dark part... you know, night... injecting caffiene is only a last resort... community support must be tried first, cuz it's in the rules... it is, somewhere, take my word for it)...

and remember that the actual entry started three entries back, or somewhere like that...

and you thought my previous time warp marathons were confusing?...

evil laughter...

well, maybe not so evil...

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