February 23, 2004

*Taptap*

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Uh--hi!

This is Ian's brain. The uh, "head behind the Head" if you would. Even if you wouldn't, actually.

Anyway--uh, he told me to come out here, and say that's he knows he said he'd be back today and all, but that he'd really rather not, at the moment. Because he's out of, you know, ideas, and such, and you know there's nothing worse, really, than someone droning on and on, when he's got nothing interesting to say, like that guy on TV...whatshisname...white hair, big eyebrows...reminds me of that other guy, only with more of a monotone...

Oh.

Anyway, that's the story. So, uh, thanks for stopping by, I guess, and he'll get back into it when he feels like it.

*whisperwhisper*

What? Oh, right--he says to look at the archives...

*whisper*

...because there's lots of stuff there.

That's it.

Is there like a Subway around here or something? 'Cause I'm really hungry.