Apparently, I only update this joke of a blog maybe 3 times a year? Good going.
I promise myself I'll write more when my life gets more interesting, except every time that happens, I get so preoccupied that I don't even try. So I guess you guys jsut get to deal with the mundane mulch that spins around inside my head.
Thought of the day:
Shapes are eternal, but lines hold intimacy that can only be held within the process.
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