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March 18, 2018
So it's Sunday, and I woke early -- for me anyways -- and spent the whole dang day in this condo, and most of it staring at this same screen I'm staring at now, watching the letters I type turn into words, soon to hit one hundred. That's the plan. I'll be awfully surprised to find out that no matter how many words I put up it doesn't reach one hundred... Anyways, Weaver canceled out on me, without much warning, or any, I met with Jason, then the bike ride, and the practice. One hundred...