I'm in the future. Like hundreds of years in the future. I've been dead for centuries.
Oh, lovely, you're a cheery one aren't you?
Oh, lovely, you're a cheery one aren't you?
Tuesday, June 03
And Off We Go Again
Cleanup is cleaned up. Migrator is migratoring.
Sleep time.
Have to get up early, there's a man coming round to destroy my bathroom.
Cleanup is cleaned up. Migrator is migratoring.
Sleep time.
Have to get up early, there's a man coming round to destroy my bathroom.
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