Day Nineteen: Noon, and no progress yet.
I'm just a teensy leetle bit resistant to further labor on this book. I'm just saying, is all.
As You Like It, Act II Sc. 7
JAQUES
O worthy fool!
...in his brain,
Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit
After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd
With observation, the which he vents
In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!
I am ambitious for a motley coat.
I'm just a teensy leetle bit resistant to further labor on this book. I'm just saying, is all.
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