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That last post? I know it was riveting but, the end.

Now, where was I? Oh yeah. I've been wondering how bloggers find their material and wondering where I can find mine. Like, they must all have such interesting lives to find such interesting things to write about, or they're so interesting themselves that they can blog about anything and they make it interesting. Once upon a time, I was interesting. It didn't matter if the things I did were interesting or not, cuz I *was* interesting. I'm not sure I'm interesting anymore.

Poo.

Eh, we shall see.