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Monday. 4.16.07 3:38 pm
I have no idea what the title of this entry pertains to...nor do I have any idea of why I'm even writing an entry at this moment...I really do not know what to write about. Maybe I can comment on the fact that I just inappropriately ended my previous sentence with a preposition. I could say that it's not that big of a deal and that I will scarcely lose sleep over it. OR...I could say that it was a dreadful deed and rather than simply hitting the "backspace" button on my keyboard, I will continue to discuss the magnitude of my linguistic abuse. Who knows? The bottom line is that this entry serves no "real" purpose other than luring unsuspecting lurkers and contributors into a vast time waste vacuum of approximately 60 seconds...time will vary depending on a combination of literacy and reading speed.
3 Comments.


your mom is a vast time waste vacuum.

cheers,
sank
» thaitanic on 2007-04-17 07:57:13

yeah, thaitanic is totally right.

In other news, I just got caught up on your blog. Congrats for things going well! hooray!! :D
» Zanzibar on 2007-04-29 08:17:55

And your mom hit my backspace button last night, if you know what I mean.
» Zanzibar on 2007-04-29 08:19:57

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