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No time to write nowt.

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I'm too busy to write anything.

Second Octopost

This one is a little sluggish however; very slow compared to the first Octopost. It think it's a direct result of the thousand and two things on the go at the mo. Even my new career as a shite artist is on hold.

And on tweekend I will be away and hence no time to cough up phlegm either.

I had an inclin that this might happen when I started this: time issues. There is always something else to do.

However, as long as I write 'I'm too busy to write anything' every couple of days then I'll be keeping this blog going. Albeit on a dull-as-buggery level that even I would not want to re-read.

Anyroad, the land of nod is calling me.

Octopost sighted

An Octopost was sighted earlier today in a quiet residential area of the North. Local residents were shocked to their very core. Some were disgusted at the mere sight of the creature; others were scared and ran away flapping their arms like girls.

There was one man however who stood firm in the presence of the Octopost. He did not judge it. He did not fear it. He cradled it in his strong arms, took it home and looked after the creature in it's short life on this earth.

This inspiring man is now a staunch campaigner for Octopost rights. He is armed only with knowledge and the will to succeed - to make people aware that Octoposts should not be feared or hated; instead they should be understood: they are delicate creatures with very short lives but they have the potential to bring joy to all who come into contact with them.

If you sight an Octopost in peril then please call this number now: 123456789.

The world is an uncaring place. Don't make it even worse by hating an Octopost.

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Well, either that or I've just made my first October post.