Blogging blogging

I think I’m going to start blogging my own blogging. I just blogged then. And then. And then and then and then and then and then and then. But not then.

This is what most blogs amount to for me. It’s like getting a tattoo of your own name on your arm. Like a permanant mirror to longingly stare into, or worse, a permanant nametag like one would find at a fast food place.




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