my god, what now?!

this is a trial to try and post a post with only a solitary 'E', and that was it.

its horribly hard, no doubt you know... but this is what bums and idling minds think of doing for lack of paid or fulfilling work.

this is in no way a first for humankind, if thats what you thought; this guy, long ago, put out a book in similar fashion... and no, it was not in Swahili... but i'm sad to say that i don't know who it was...

not a lousy or short book, mind you... it was substantial in duration and witty and smart in its own right, or so i was told. an amazing work of art, no doubt. it is a book which anybody must think amazing, knowing the task's difficulty and how awkward it is to work with a symbol short of a full group; a toolbox without nuts or bolts; football with no uprights; or *gasp* hiphop with no Snoop Dogg...

it looks as if i am now on my way to finally finish... so thats that... i must quit now, for i grow dull for lack of inspiration, a conscious mind and a slim vocabulary of words.

till our paths draw us out again, i bid you, goodnight.