Unlike Business time, confession time doesn't have a specific type of socks associated with it, I'd like to hope that the sock pioneers of the world are working tirelessly to fix this cultural error.
I have to admit something to you, dear Internet, and it isn't all that pretty. You see, we have been writing as if we are a small operation of a paltry three mortals, when in fact this is, and has been for a while, a fabrication, a soft woolly fabrication sheared from the finest sheep of deceit, but it is still a lie regardless.
We are actually a small operation of a paltry five mortals. I know, this deception cannot simply be excused, but you must understand our intentions were pure, and it isn't as if these extra, thus far unidentified, interlopers were here from the beginning, they're relatively new additions - I swear! constantly.
I'm not sure what their blogger accounts are called yet, so I won't provide their handles in case they choose ones that go against their respective norm, but within the next week or so I should have managed to coerce them into making an introductory post each. After that they may post on a regular basis or do a Tetris, either way.
Wednesday 28 January 2009
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