I've broken another phone. The first one of this year. Impressively done through not use of water damage, but through projecting the phone at a wall via Newtonian physics of a phone hanging from a charger in motion remains in action until it hits dry-wall, which is a surprisingly firm surface for a BlackBerry screen to land upon.
Slacking off on a lot of introspective things because I have been explosively parenthetical. This is not to say that I do not have a lot brewing, I just need to sit down and let it pour, from the little tiny hole the I have been allowing the moon to drill.
Best to be overwhelmed than to not be whelmed at all; it is delightful to have my cup overfloweth.
muertos de sed, nuestro vaso está rebosante de (lo que contiene)
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