Here I am at the end of another weekend. So many random fleeting thoughts swimming in my head but nothing coherent enough to grasp and put into words I have been flung yet again into the void of writer's block. I don't know if I have the stregnth to sink back into my mundane routine but I guess I have to for lack of any better choices. Did you know that dissapointment can be eliminated by reducing all your expectaions? Why is it that we hold so many expectaions? Fuck I have no idea what I am talking about right now. I guess I just needed to break the monotony. But just in case, I think we can file this one under "useless entry"...