It's hard to say that 9 months is a real accomplishment, but it kind of feels like one a little bit. Tonight the two of us finished watching the last episode of the last season of the all-time greatest television show, "The West Wing." It was a little sentimental, even though I've seen the whole series now more than probably anyone else on the planet who is still in his right mind. I will discontinue rambling now. I'm tired. I can hear my bed calling my name. It's not as creepy as it sounds.
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