Yesterday, by 'four' I actually meant 'three'.
As I said, I always accept when I'm wrong: I was wrong...
...Rarely do I accept the blame: It wasn't my fault...
...I enjoy inserting Shaggy lyrics into my writing: 'It wasn't me'...
...though obviously it was, and I just miscalculated.
Numerical and temporal specificities aside, as of today only two itchy days of immobility remain. Couldn't be happier. Hence the scattiness. Bombastic.
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