Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Catch up time
So I've been a little remiss in my blogging, and my readership of one has take offence that he has been forced to stare too long at images of my boo boo's. So, I will try and catch up with my life today, as uninspiring as parts of it has been. First off, I'm excited that I now have a reader, other then my mother, no offence to my mother but she has to like what I write, my non-related readers don't (have to, nor do they, but they are reading it any ways. In part it is that readers fault that I am blogging right now, as he complained that I have a duty to my readers as an unspoken pack to keep this blog up-to-date. Dammit he might be right, except I explicitly said early in this endeavour that if everything goes to hell and I don't blog for a couple weeks/months/years then meh! Don't get me wrong, I like blogging, I get to be expressive and play with English, but I am not going to let it rule my life. At the moment though, I find myself in possession of about an hour to blab, so blab I shall.
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