>It had a slipped disc.
If only every popsicle was this funny.
I woke up this morning to rain.
I went back to sleep.
I woke up again to rain.
I ate a popsicle.
I read a couple of blogs.
I wondered why little sisters hadn’t updated for awhile.
I realized that I hadn’t updated for awhile.
I realized that this post isn’t substantial enough to count.
I began considering a new post.
I quickly dismissed that idea.
I decided to leave you with some links instead.
I made it to the third of 99 Rooms before I thought it would be better to play this when the sun is shining. The music is a little eire.
Write an email to your future self at FutureMe.org. Kind of an electronic camp counselor. Will hold your letter until a time you determine in the future.
I was going to throw in a third, but decided against it.