I had to go the mall today to do some banking. Whilst there I had a late lunch. I really dislike malls, but they are a good place to people-watch. Except today. C'mon people, I've got a blog to write! I can't fill it with quirky observations on the human condition if you plebeian automatons refuse to provide fodder for my cannon of sarcastic, yet surprisingly humane, wit.
Sometimes the world just runs dry.
Sigh.
Sent from my HTC PURE™, a Windows® phone from AT&T that can't think of anything interesting to say.
The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
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