Sentience in a seed-pod

And now I embark on an afternoon of not much. I should be working, and I am, sporadically, but I justify my lack of diligence with the thought that I'm supposed to get two days off after training anyhow. After Alberton, my brain is foggy and slow, and I wish to watch TV and lie upon my couch.

So, enough about me - what's up in your life?

Just kidding. I don't really care. A blog is intrinsically unilateral and selfish. Deal with it.

Prognostications of the Perfect Prophet #1:

No one will read this page.