I don't know why I'm updating. It's not like I have much to say. Hmmm. I'm pretty sure I just wasted five or six seconds of your time. I mean, come on, really. This journal entry is completely devoid of anything interesting. I honestly can't believe you're still reading this. I mean... you know it's not going to get any better, so why continue? Okay, now you're just being silly. Just stop reading. It's like you're trying to pick fruit from a dead tree. Calculator... lamp... car keys. See? I'm just naming things I see now. This is going nowhere. Just turn back. This is your last chance. All right, I'm going to stop writing now. If you're still reading this, I'm not going to apologize for wasting your time. You kept reading of your own volition. I like the word "volition." It reminds me of "volcano," which is a badass word, in my opinion. Seriously, can you think of another word that sounds as cool as "volition?" No, you can't. Oh, I seem to have digressed. Oh, well. You really are some kind of glutton for boredom if you stuck around and read all of this. I feel sorry for you. Nyeh. I'm done now.