. . . and all the same I've lost myself and walked along the land. These steady steps, I fear them so, as I long for leaping decks and the ocean's unholy hands. Where one horison leads to another, and the end you can not tell. But alas, it's here I sit amognst the trees, and from my dreams dispelled.
If I didn't think I'd be booted from the office, I'd fall down to my side and rejoice in the style of one Homer Jay Simpson.
A few weeks ago I posted a book review of Cleo Paskal's book Global Warring. I enjoyed the book, but apparently no one enjoyed the post, as there were no comments or even much buzz in the office about it. Someone who did take notice was the books author. Yesterday on her blog, Cleo Paskal posted a section of my review and a link to read more. Huzzah!
I'm quite excited, to say the least.
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VERRRRY impressive! We're so proud of you!
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