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I'm contemplating spending hours perfecting a choreographed lip syncing, dance rountine to Celine Dion songs. Then taking it on tour. It seems a better use of my time then writing this novel. God I suck. Oh yeah I’m crap at writing too. See even my jokes are wearing thin. So thin you can see through them. You can see my crapness. I'm ranting, I'm most brilliant when I rant, and I'm an absolute freaking genius when I'm hitting the bottle. Maybe a ...