What time is it here. One might never ask.
There is not a lot to say in this blog. Is it good to say nothing when you have nothing good to say? Good thing I don’t have nothing to say. I have a lot to say just not here and now. Now it is deceivingly late.
What is late? One might ask? Late cannot be easily explained with out a reference point. Time is created by individuals as much as it is enforced upon them. I would say anyway.
Here is a Question?
What is longer ‘Never’ or ‘Forever’ ?
Here is another Question?
Why would I care to know?
Here is the last Westion?
What is the best kind of time? Vanilla? Chocolate? French Vanilla? Oreo? Other?
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- January 14, 2009 / 5:47 am
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