Waste of Time and Space

July is not the month of my glorious blog rebirth. Nor is it, evidently, the month in which I get a job.
Suck.
Dinner time y'all. Dinner time.

Ponies, etc.

Maybe I should write more in this blog.
Two posts in one day perhaps.
Will it ever happen?
Blog? Blogging? To have blogged?

Here is a picture of a pony: Yay!

Thought of the day: Someday, that cool pony will have already died. Will that day have already been yesterday by the time you read this?

Science will never know the answer to these pressing questions.

But I do.

That pony isn't dead probably. Yet.

Hi.

It is July.

I am about to go to a job interview.

Then I will do nothing in the afternoon.

- a poem by a man that mirrors my situation exactly