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Blah blah blah,

blah blah,

nonsense content blah blah,

et cetera.

That’s a helluva good start to any sort of writing I’d say.

Blah blah.

Last night’s dreams were wild, btw.

I’ll get to them eventually.

First I’d like to talk about that thing that’s been on my mind all day.

The thing I’ve apparently just forgotten.

So never mind, I guess?

Second I’d like to talke about the other super important thing I just forgot.

What?

Oh yeah.

The people in my dream last night.

Wild.

All you’re gonna get are the bullet points because I’m feeling really exhausted and uninspired right now:

there were these asshole dudes who had to do some weird tests on their product before I could dispense it, so I was standing out there forever
i got pissed for having to wait for so long
the assholes’ girl got all up in my face about it when she found out I was pissed with having to wait so long
she was red in the face berating me, and also topless while doing so for some reason?
tiny boobs
dudes decided not to take the product so I had to wheel it all back

Open the drawer.

Pull out the pistol.

Check the chamber and mag.

Yep we’re ready to go.

Hammer back.

Barrel to brain.

Bam.