well, poop.

Well, poop. Didn’t make semi-finals in the People’s Pilot. This time I’m not as crushed as I was last time. I was VERY crushed last time. Speaking of which, I need to spend a bit of time fixing my archives so that stuff prior to Dec. 2001 is available.

Poor Ted is still sick, and staying home again. He’s in bed still. Poor Ted!

I should go have an apple. And some water.

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