I have a cold.
But who cares?
Nobody, that's who.
On the other hand... I am pleased with how the baby turned out.
He's small.
He's furry.
I think we'll keep him.
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If things here make no sense, if my tenses merge without warning, if my spelling is not what you're used to, if my theology seems to keep contradicting itself, just remember: I'm a genius. Please try to keep up.
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