| (inaugural H2G2 entry)
June 8th, 5:38 am.
Having succesfully fended off chatroom private message-beasts and e-mail succubi, I attained the registration to the h2g2 and quickly succumbed to a sense of what appeared at first to be elation but turned out to be sleep deprivation.
Rather than make use of this altered state, I foolishly hit the sack. Dozens of potential writeups, aborted before their even conception, cry out in unfair misery. My ears are stopped. Could be worse; at least my nose isn't runny.
this was my first | p_i-logs | and then, all of a sudden...
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