Life in its infanate drugery continues its werry plod, the uncareing unceseing march of the ever present illusion we mortal beings call time ever pressing foward as we age around it in our sheltered delusions rotting from the inside out. Fidgured I'd start off with something cheery for a change you know?
Life so far fidgured I better keep my non exsistant readers up to date on current events and the like but as my sad lack of comments shows there arent many who stop by to read what I have to say and thats probibly for the best. 2 years out of highschool now collage is tolerable though not so thrilling as I had hoped job still eludes me schedual allowing I find there is very little one can do to balance such things and so I continue to march ahed. Until next time I bid you adue my non exsistant reader
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