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I mean, does it? I could fill this page with my varied complaints and musings about life in general, but does anyone really care to read that? I can just call up a friend and bitch for twenty minutes instead of publishing my michegas for public consumption. It's kind of vain for me to even go through with this exercise, as by posting this blog, I'm assuming someone, somewhere, is going to get some value from what I have to say. This is, of course, assuming again that I have something to say. Considering the alternative is just a tad depressing. I mean, what if I have nothing at all to contribute? Then what the hell sort of purpose am I supposed to serve, by, you know, being on earth? How did I start thinking about such big things on a Wednesday?
