It's a rarity that this blog hosts a serious post; but here it is.
All the people that influence this publication are unhappy. It's totally lame.
I've been thinking about that move, About Schmidt: "Dear Endugu..." All the serious and unfun thoughts of an adult, unloaded on to a poor, third-world nation child who barely grasps English. Today, this blog is my poor, impoverished child.
Anyways.... I don't even know where I'm going with this post. Everyone's in a poopy mood and I just wanted a distraction from work.
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