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Musement

I'm innocent, I tell you exclamation mark. Innocent exclamation mark exclamation mark. I've been framed exclamation mark. Who could have done this question mark. It must have been dot dot dot the secretary exclamation mark exclamation mark exclamation mark. The secretary is guilty as sin another damn exclamation mark. The secretary is the one who transcribes these board meetings period. Since none of us have more than three operating brain cells comma this gives her the ability to basically run the company and embezzle it all exclamation mark. All exclamation mark. She is part of the secret secretary conspiracy, though I am obviously insane and raving period. Pay no attention to any of my theories period. However comma I hereby decree the next week to be secretaries day period. You are required to give your secretary a raise and a horsie ride period.

(The meeting then ended to critical acclaim as I reveled in my rulership.)

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Sorry. Japanese overdrive kicked in unexpectedly and I startled myself for a loop. Internal radio flexing. Must... transcribe... broadcast... i i i i i i yi yi Yi Yi *bleep* You send me. Darling you... send me. Honest you do. *bleep* we interrupt this interruption to bring you the following interruption *bleep* Jewish National Radio, the best thing on the air *bleep* Stinkin' badges! *bleep* If the horizontal was accessible through the vertical, the jawbone'd be connected to the hipbone *bleep* Yes, radio fans! Yes, radio fans! Yes, radio fans! Yes, rad *bleep* If I could walk that way *bleep* Mind... breaking... down... can't... speak... in... complete... sentences... *bleep* I wonder what the can't-can't would look like? Would anyone care? *bleep* Core dumped. Information overload. How about a nice game of chess? *bleep* Be polite, man, be polite. Can't you see how much *bleep* Push the little daisies and make them come up *bleep* I'm tingling. Are you tingling? *bleep* Fingertips. Fingertips! *bleep*

Silence. Blessed silence.

And the sound of people working busily on my behalf to find an apartment for me. Soon, I hopeful. Oddly enough, I did sign up last week for apartment locator services, but I guess it didn't take, as when I signed up this time, I started getting results within ten minutes. We shall see what develops. Soon. Very soon.