Nik and I have done at least one billion trades at this point.
It becomes kind of difficult to think of a new thing to write about ever time -- especially since we do our trades through the mail so LITERALLY -- nothing happens (unless the mean post office lady is there and then I can at least complain about how she yelled at me once and I'm now holding a grudge about it a year later).
I must preface this entry by saying that I recently threatened Nik and told him he better submit some super good stories with his trade offers. I think I may have insulted him as he created two stories -- or one story in two parts -- the last titled, "Eat Me." Nik, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that your previous stories sucked and that you didn't put forth much effort in that area. I do feel truely awful about that.
