I pushed for another all-nighter last night to complete the 100 small articles. At 12pm I had 96 completed, over 11,000 words and more characters in the whole document than I, or my word processor, could count. At absurd situation number 96, my word processor decided that it was time to die and coughed up its organs in error form all over my desktop.
This assignment almost seems like it doesn't like me, and I know for sure that I don't like it.
On the flip-side, I'm so good at the game Starcraft that I have been called a cheater. Let it be known that this is not true.
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