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So I'm "seriously blogging" again

and I don't even know what that really means. Well, I already have an active blog at the moment and I update it quite often. But I don't think it's actually measuring up to the true definition of a "blog". It's just mostly a bunch of pretty pictures that I see on my dashboard and just can't help but reblog, or random, weird, nonsensical thoughts that I could not possibly keep to myself.

So maybe what I'm trying to do here again is to just have a place where I could put my more sensible thoughts in and possibly my day-to-day shenanigans that doesn't really matter but I would share anyway.

I suppose to the person who's reading this (which would most likely be just me, or my girlfriend, if she ever finds out about this and I know she will soon enough), brace yourself for a whole blog of nothing but random thoughts that I know for sure you wouldn't really care about.
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