I don't think anyone is reading this blog anymore, so maybe I will write more exciting things. Random lists are exciting:
salamander
glass ware
sweat shirt
miniature golf
Valentino's
filing cabinet
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This is a Blog. I didn't know what the word "blog" meant until a few days ago. I'm still in the stoneage. This explains why I am only wearing a flap of skin covering my nether regions.
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I still read.
I had a fire-bellied newt when I was about ten. It committed suicide. It tried to kill itself several times by getting out of its bowl and hurling itself off of the dresser, but it took it three times to succeed.
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