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I don't think I have ever once spelled right what I had meant to spell right while writing in permanent marker.

But then again, I kind of like it. Skethbook. I think I'll add it to my favorite words list.

If I'd forgotten the K too it'd be Sethbook. And Seth is a pretty name, don't you think, Elmer? Yeah. Haha. Sketh.

Maybe I shouldn't be allowed to handle permanent markers.

Maybe I'd spell everyone's name wrong. Lafflin always said that spelling someone's name wrong is like spelling their soul wrong, like you can't understand who they are, or care enough to try. Nobody likes when parents name their kids with those stupid, exactly-how-you-wouldn't-spell-it-or-pronounce-it names.

But I don't know.

Maybe he's got a point.

Then again, maybe the doctor just screwed up Lafflin's birth certificate. Added an extra letter on accident or something. And his parents felt bad, so they told him it they meant to give him a dumb name. Names don't define lives though, not until lives define names.

I'd like to think there's a lot more accidents going on than one might assume. That maybe what was supposed to happen wasn't supposed to happen at all, that maybe time isn't meant to be faltered and skewed by our perception of "supposed to".

Maybe we're all just stuff spelled wrong in permanent marker.

And maybe it's okay that it doesn't erase.