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Boring

Yesterday was a friend's birthday, so we went to dinner at a sushi place. A sushi place with a bar. So I'm not feeling much like doing anything today, including writing my normal blog entry.

Worth it.

Anyway, I'd halfway planned on taking a blog break today (not to skip a day, of course—unthinkable—but just to do something like this). As I noted yesterday, this entry marks one year of blogging here, 365 entries because 2026 isn't a leap year.

Thing is, my life is boring enough that there's not much to say here about it, which is why I rely on outside sources to riff off of. I avoid drama, but I don't mind reading about it.

The "boring enough" thing is by design, and it's a good thing. While shit happens to me just like it happens to everyone, I've got things under control. Well, mostly. Well, partly. Can't say the same for the rest of the world right now, but I have no control over that. So I'm not actually bored; it's just that talking about it would bore everyone else.

That's Year 1, folks. Tomorrow—if there is a tomorrow—same old boring stuff.