I have nothing much to say today. Just thought I'd say that. You know, to fill a line in an otherwise meaningless post.
I'm not sure what the point of my blogge is... I think - though I can't be sure - that it had one when I started it. But alas, the point seems to have evaporated and fluttered away on the wind like some sort of evaporating butterfly.
Could you imagine if there were such a thing as an evaporating butterfly? Would it also be able to condense? I suppose if it evaporated it would first have to melt... could it also sublimate? Hmmm... these are the fundamental questions of life people (I think I may have said that exact sentence about some entirely different set of questions once upon a time). I expect answers.
On this day in 1643, Louis XIV became the King of France. He was four.
Just thought you oughta know.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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