As midnight draws close,
I cannot think of a thing
For writing about.
The day was fine and reasonably filled -- work, a nap, dinner with friends -- but it all seems like stuff I've discussed before. So instead of a fascinating haiku (and let's be honest, you've long since given up on finding a fascinating haiku here), you get this cop-out. Enjoy!
1 comment:
Well... you had a good eight months. No one expected you to actually be interesting for an entire year. HA!
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