Nobody gives a crap about reading some random person's blog. The only reason why people bother reading this page is that they're personally invested in it. I'm not whining, just thinking about that.
In other news, I'm bored out of my mind. I'm sure I could find something to do...at least, I was sure twenty minutes ago. Now I'm just sitting around here waiting for something to happen, some opportunity to cross my path. I supposed I should be grateful for some solace. But seriously, I'm just boooooored. It's Saturday night, and I don't have rounds! I should be out doing something memorable. Or at least amusing.
And now that I've said all that, hopefully something will happen.
I suppose I could make something happen. But I don't think I have enough courage to do so. And thus by thinking that I don't have the guts to go out and make something fun happen, it turns into a self-fulfilling prophesy. Oh bah.
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Oh I don't know. I read random peoples' blogs, lol. And other random people have read my blog at one point. But I guess we're all creepers in that.
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