Why do I bother? No one responded to my last post. I feel like I'm flinging message-filled bottles into a vast ocean, hoping for some human contact, but instead drowning in solitude (cue mournful violin music, or sarcastic guy pretending to play a violin to mock me cruelly).
I console myself with the fact that, when I am famous, people will dig up these old, archived posts and read them then. Ha! I will be vindicated! I hope this fun link-of-the-day still works in the future:
Madlibs! 'Nuff said.