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Proving once and for all that I take napping to a whole new extreme, I have somehow managed to sustain a nerve injury most common to football players, car accident victims, and recently-birthed babies...by sleeping.
Because of course.
Though about as lost cause-y as it gets, this development is not great news for my League productivity (ironically?). Site repairs are on hold, and new posts may come even fewer and farther between than usual--but once I no longer have shooting pains down my arm I totally intend to make up for lost time. (Which there's been a lot of lately. Sorry about that.)
Anyway. Thanks for sticking with this crazy experiment of a blog through all its recent tribulations. To reward your patience, here's where all references to sloth should really lead:
I have returned from a week in Northern California. There were innumerable noteworthy moments. But the extent of my journal entries?
"monkey ball dream speech"
"California has so many kinds of containers!"
I'd blame the fact that I was sick as a dog the whole time, but clearly there is a precedent for such negligent behavior: