I’m a little busy right now, at work and doing my own writing stuffs. There’s a lot on my mind, and in order to make room for it, I appear to have wiped some non-essential information from my memory banks.
For example, what year it is.
I’m not kidding.
I spent 20 minutes today trying to remember whether it was 2009 or 2010. I considered asking Sgt Lucky, but then decided that this would make him unduly concerned about my mental state. So rather than make him wonder about any possible, you know, strokes I might have had today, I went to ye olde laptoppe and moused over the clock.
It’s 2009. I’m younger than I thought I was!