Well this was entirely pointless. I'd thought of something nice to write earlier but I fell asleep. Oh the stupidity and boringness. Especially the boringness.

I find that once again any content present in that vast space between my ears consists no longer of a brain but instead of lyrics to very sad songs. If I were a brain surgeon who was sawing open my skull I would find this quite interesting and I would probably post this in some medical journal and become famous from the misfortune of poor dumb little Sarah, a medical marvel with words spewing out her ears. Wouldn't that be exciting?

I will indeed spare you the listing of such lyrics, but I would instead refer you to Queen's "Somebody to Love" to express some of the inner chaos of the empty chasm of space I used to call a "brain". Actually I think I keep my brain in a jar, somewhere in the pile of garbage that also contains my college diploma.

Now if you would excuse me, the odor of burnt turkey has become overpowering (do NOT leave things sitting on the stove with the burner on), so I am indeed quite sleepy. Therefore I will not bore or annoy or confuse you any further with this whininess. Goodnight.

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