"Fine, go, you've stayed your hour..."
There you go. An hour of blog-servitude. I hope you are appeased. We'll chat more tomorrow.
(Quick, quick, where's the title from???)
"And I am a writer, writer of fictions / I am the heart that you call home / And I've written pages upon pages / trying to rid you from my bones..." -- "The Engine Driver" by The Decemberists