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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Thursday, August 10 2017
I was up at 4:00am and working yet again on my TinyMCE WYSIWYG hacking. I also still had a lot of writing to do about Uganda. I rarely factor into my overseas adventure the ordeal of accounting for it all in written form when I get back, a chore that greatly diminishes my productivity in other spheres in the week after I return.
I've been putting big slices of tofu in my sandwiches, using extra-firm tofu I'd bought yesterday. There's also some soft tofu in the refrigerator, leftover from the pill-stealing tweakers who house sat for us while we were in Uganda. I tried to use it in a sandwich, but it was too disgusting to use that way. Also, it seemed to have even less flavor than the firmer tofus I prefer. Remember, I have a inborn egg aversion, and soft tofu is uncomfortably similar to that grossest of protein sources.
Later this morning I drove out to the Wall Street house to do some minor repairs. Supposedly there was a leak under the kitchen sink, but I couldn't detect one. And then in the upstairs bathroom all I had to do was tighten a set screw on a faucet handle. Despite their apparent helplessness, the two young women living there don't actually give me much work to do.


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