The po-osts they ca-ame, they came on by twosies twosies...

Kristen told me the other day that she had a dream I had updated my blog. "I did" I said. "Almost." (This was before my last post). "Yeah, well it was updated Sean-style, like you had saved up a million posts that you never posted and posted them all at once." "I have," I said. This conversation happily coincided with Danny's badgering me about cleaning out my hard-drive, and tonight I started going through the previously unpublished masterpieces I was saving for a posthumous collection that would cement my literary legacy. Surprisingly, they aren't as poorly-written as I recalled, just more embarassing. So, enjoy.