Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.

 

Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Monday, September 18 2000
The weather was unusual today. A strong wind was blowing a cold mist in off the Pacific Ocean, and it hung in the air in a thin, eerie haze. As Laurie the DBA pointed out, it was perfect weather for shooting scenes for Buffy the Vampire Slayer. My cubicle overlooks the Buffy set, but I've yet to see any filming taking place there.
On the way home from work, I found a couple discarded mirrored bathroom medicine cabinets. Needing one for the downstairs bathroom, I brought one of these home with me. It was a heavy, awkward thing to carry, so I was in something of a hurry as I crossed Santa Monica Blvd. As I whipped around a corner, I nearly careened into a gaggle of young white professional pedestrians, as well as a car attempting to make a right turn onto Centinela on a red light.
Having survived that gauntlet, I spent the rest of the evening installing my trash-picked medicine cabinet in the downstairs bathroom. Up until tonight, that bathroom has been devoid of mirrors, making it an unsuitable powder room for narcissistic guests (the only kind I ever have). I'm going to need to paint the cabinet; in the aftermath of my rather makeshift installation it looks kind of low-rent.


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