Whew! I think I'm finally caught up! Did anybody but me notice that the clock reading on the bottom of the texts is completely off? It's actually 2:15 a.m. Just a random comment. That thing about the meal of the day was the randomest thing I've ever seen! But Senator I love the picture with the McDonalds french fries it's Awesome! Here's a random poem:
Great is the Sun and wide he goes,
Through empty heaven without repose.
And into the blue and glowing days,
More thick than rain he showers his rays.
Though closer still the blinds we pull,
To keep the shady parlor cool.
Yet he will find a chink or two,
To slip his golden fingers through.
The dusty attic spider-clad,
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad.
And through the broken edge of tiles,
Into the hay loft smiles.
--Robert Louis Stevenson--
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