The last thing of any sort of moderate importance I have done was on Wednesday night when I took my hermit crab, Charles Manson, for a ride on my James the Red Engine playset. I took the black Lego out of the tender(supposed to be coal, you know) and put Charlie in there and gave him rides around the living room. I don't know if he digs Thomas and his friends as much as I do though. He seemed rather pissed off about the whole episode.

I also took pictures of everything.

Everything since is a blur...one that I don't place much importance on trying to recall.

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