Damn. Rick’s still alive, and he hasn’t sold out. The bastard. Double-bastard. He probably even thinks about what he posts, unlike some of us. I feel if I don’t have to think at work, why shouldn’t I extend my natural lack of thought and reflection into my writing. I guess I’ll have to read this jiggle-thingy and almost snap out of my refusal to put any effort into writing. I could move beyond drivel, honestly, if it didn’t take any effort. Personally, I blame my parents for not leaving me less well-adjusted.

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