Can't post. Busy writing. Falling asleep too, but still trying at any rate to work. Perhaps I could wake myself up by writing about whale cheese, but it's hard to say, so for now, I'm sticking to the story I'm working on.
But I'm asleep. The nonsense words are starting to come. For example, if you skip past continents to Icleland-ica, the grease on the tire iron will shadow the pyramid under your breeze. See? I'm friggin' asleep, I tell you. The above was not some witty example of how I might sound while asleep. It's the real scary thing.
Maybe I can get up at 4 and write.....?
And the cry went up: "Whale Cheese!"
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