I must be insane. This is probably the fifth or sixth blog that I have created. The others have been abandoned and forgotten about in the span of about 3 days. Let's see how long this one lasts.
The title, since they forced me to have one (I will hold a grudge about that forever!), is the time at which this blog was created, and will probably be the time I will upload new entries (if it survives, that is). It sucks, but it is one in the morning, and this blog will most likely meet a swift death without anyone being the wiser, so I DON'T CARE. Much. Besides, I'm avoiding a one-page paper on the importance of one word to a poem. Which I am less than thrilled about. And which is due in roughly nine hours. And which I am distracting myself from. So, whatever.
Hmm. Something to talk about... I had a brief obsession with the Romanovs a year ago. When I say "brief obsession", I mean I don't remember much beyond their names, and that Alix loved the color mauve, and that Nicolas sucked as tsar, but hey, whatever. One person's obsession is another person's pathetic excuse for an obsession. Don't judge me.
Ah, the trials of blogging. I think I'm convinced that writing that paper would be a good thing after all. Wish me luck!
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