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i've sat here at my computer for almost an hour now, hoping to write something.

during the last 60 minutes i have:

• checked my email.
• thought about going to bed.
• checked out three new blogs.
• thought about cleaning my kitchen.
• looked at the two books sitting on my desk, wishing i were awake enough to read.
• checked my email again.
• thought about going to bed again.
• started writing this.
• made sure i had all the necessary ingredients for a pumpkin pie.
  
• fixed numerous spelling mistakes.

it's been an eventful although not productive hour, but when one is as tired as i seem to be, i don't think there is much hope to actually accomplish anything.

so, i will end this post with voltaire's only too true words:

"one always speaks badly when one has nothing to say."