Why on earth did you click on this? I told you not to read it. Although, as long as your here, I might as well continue my random, wandering thoughts.
Freddie is my pet turtle. Actually, he's a Russian tortoise. And really, he's a girl, but we thought he was a boy when we got him, and we're just in the habit of calling him a he, so to us, he's a boy. Poor gender confused turtle. Anyway, I'm just sitting here, watching him try and climb up the glass of his tank, and it's not working. It's rather pitiful, and I keep saving him from falling over, but then he just goes back to the exact same spot. He's not the brightest turtle. I feel bad for him though. I feel like there ought to be some profound, deep connection I could make to my life, but it's just purposely evading me. So I have really nothing to say, I was kind of hoping it would come to me while I was writing, but it just seems to be slipping further and further away.
I apologize for the crappiness of this post. I'll try to make up for it later.
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