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This cursor is blinking up at me in mockery. As if it knows that my mind is blank and I have no clue of what I'm going to type after this. Me and this stupid cursor, oh, how our lives are painfully similar. Blinking away at a steady rate surrounded by so much noise.  Shit... This is so gruesome having no inspiration to do something but yet having a burning desire to do it. Well I guess this will be all for the day, just sit here and act like a douche bag and watch cheap comedy and laugh at some shallow humor, surrounded by shallow, irritating people. I bet it can't get any worse than this. In the immortal words of A. Attanasio "Being human is the most terrible loneliness in the universe". Crap, the cursor wins. Blink on, ye slim, black, strip. I will be back with all me intellectual wrath...