Instead I took the last sentence per month and ran them backwards like Memento.
Entropy - pah! They should have waited. But I'm not up to driving. Reading personal and public blogs over the past year has brought all these questions to my mind, and I don't think I'll ever get to the bottom of them. I wish I wasn't so scared of flying. I conclude that my reading speed is optimum and indicates massive intelligence, a witty and open-minded personality, and devastating sexual charisma. 'The Half Blood Prince is neither Harry nor Voldemort'. "She just wanted to be free and this was her only way." Like - in the first one there are lots of houses, and in the second one there's just a bunch of dust and foundations. Slaughterhouse five on Kirrin Island: George and Anne notice strange lights on deserted Kirrin Island so round up the rest of the gang and unleash a day of ferocious fire-bombing. The task is to write a 1000 word monologue. And from then on they stop trying to kill each other, and start killing for each other.