I totally have no idea what to write about today, but I can't not write anything. None of my old tricks for ideas worked. Actually any one of them might work, but I feel too pressured to try any of them. I've got to write something now.
So I'm trying a new trick. I just asked my little girl what I should write about. She said, "bad guys." She's been watching a Disney movie in which the bad guys have a "Bad Guys" song.
Right after she said, "bad guys," she said, "I'm done." That means she finished eating dinner. Weetabix. So now I am done.
Now go in Peace.
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