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Look how snazzy everything is here!
I'm back for a bit because the site where I now usually blog, when I do, is down. It lets me in only if I have my security setting at its highest (no cookies). This makes no sense to me, but there it is.
The Super Bowl's on. I'm sad, which I'm usually not. I'm chatting with some 18-year-old from Marseille and saying inane things in bad French. I'm hungry, and there's no food in the house, and I think the nearest pizza place has cut me off. Soon I'll have to suck it up and go buy food, which I haven't done in months. Or maybe a year.
I think I'm here because I have something really specific to say about last night. But I don't know what it is. Or maybe this isn't the forum for it. Maybe I want to speak here because it's an empty room -- nobody reads. And then I think, "Stop being a jerk and go buy food."
I love that my last comments are from 153 weeks ago.
I'm back for a bit because the site where I now usually blog, when I do, is down. It lets me in only if I have my security setting at its highest (no cookies). This makes no sense to me, but there it is.
The Super Bowl's on. I'm sad, which I'm usually not. I'm chatting with some 18-year-old from Marseille and saying inane things in bad French. I'm hungry, and there's no food in the house, and I think the nearest pizza place has cut me off. Soon I'll have to suck it up and go buy food, which I haven't done in months. Or maybe a year.
I think I'm here because I have something really specific to say about last night. But I don't know what it is. Or maybe this isn't the forum for it. Maybe I want to speak here because it's an empty room -- nobody reads. And then I think, "Stop being a jerk and go buy food."
I love that my last comments are from 153 weeks ago.