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   Here I am, on Write or Die, trying not to die. I hope this works, dear readers, and if it does NOT work, then I deeply apologize (what does than even MEAN?), and you can ignore my ramblings, for that is what I believe this will become.

     To start things off, let me brief you about my script. Ahem. (Shuffles, straighten, and holds papers.) Hello. Today, on JoeWatch, we have some interesting stories, comments, and other such things to cover. Bringing this to you live, I'm Joe of the three desperadoes, and THIS- (insert dramatic pause here) - is JoeWatch.

     Joe sat on his stump, his sad excuse for a bed, with his horrid rock pillows surrounding him, and said to himself on a late March day:

Joe, what will you do?

Script Frenzy starts soon.

You have no ideas.

You have no stuff.

You have no creative thoughts.

You have no much-

iness.

But I digress.

What will we write?

For you know I am you.

But I won't bite.

Oh, we shall surely lose!

Then it struck.

Life no longer sucked.

I knew what to write.

If only the time was right!

Because in Screnzy,

In order not to lose,

One must write in April,

Or suffer a guilty conscious...oo!

     That, dear readers, was what happened. But don't worry your little heads. I have been writing and writing and writing! (I really want to turn into a certain Seussian person right now... It's hard to come up with rhymes without any time to spare!) Now, though, I am rather behind in my script. I should have about 30 or more pages... I have 15. Alas! School has taken over my life! If only Bebo and Hugo could nod in agreement, but... Alas! (Again. I'm feeling rather dramatic and British with multiple personality disorder...) I have not seen my Hobo friends in almost a month! I miss them dearly. I hope they miss me...

     Now, time to move on to a different subject. My hobo friends. Because I am now driving myself, I have not seen them, and they tend to be too busy or lazy (LAZY!) to respond to my emails. Hugo, in particular, has somehow managed to scarcely get a word on language to me! Bebo and I have remedied our situation by joining SHE. It stands for the Secret Hobo Exchange. As Bebo said, you really shouldn't know about it. Really. Which is why all of this is COMPLETELY OFF THE RECORD. So keep quiet! Because I have never said that Bebo and I are spies for SHE. NEVER.

     And I have almost reached my word count! Do you want to know something? I love cats. And I think I'm allergic. They will be the death of me! (Possibly literally. Time will tell...)  And I would love to tell you guys to (if you feel like it), try out Write or Die. It's kinda awesome. But it's making me nervous since my computer is known to fail... Which is why it is imperative I transfer this to a document once I am done! Which I am. Done. Ha. Ha hee ha ha HAH! (http://writeordie.com/)

     Thank you for watching JoeWatch. This is Joe the Hobo, signing off!