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Well, here's my second actual blog entry. I continually posted the story below, mainly because I didn't know this blog site isn't...well, there probably is a way to do it, but anyway...I was trying to post it on my "Writing" page, but it didn't end up workin. Apparently, posting on a different page is hard, and nearly impossible for the clothed eye...so, to more random stuff. I've actually been working with Melissa today in writing our book. It's going swell. That story I posted below is a piece of the history. It won't ever, I think, be published in the future, but it's there to help us get a little practice and realism in the story. I'll post those over time. Hopefully I'll get it to be organized in a kindly fashion. Oh well. For now, I'm just gonna work on writing the stuff and organizing it when my OCD is up and ragin. Okay...So...Back to work. I'll continually re-post updated versions of the fun junk which are my stories. :D

~~ UPDATE ~~

I actually managed to get a new blog up so I can post what I write. I put a link in the corner to it. Or you can just go to blargiswriting.blogspot.com ...Yep...So I'll put the story I have below in there as well and I'll simply tell you from this point on if I have another one and to go check it out.

~B Wag~

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