The words contained on this page are currently being read by someone who knows more about themselves than I ever will. The person writing these words knows more about themselves than the reader ever will. But still for some hazy reason, the reader continues onward (probably because the writer insists on writing more). Is the reader expecting something clever? Something brilliant? I hope not, because the reader will be sadly dissapointed. If the writer had something more clever to write, don't you think he would've already got on with it. However, though the reader can now discern that the writer has nothing to say of importance, the writer also can surmise that the reader is bored and looking for something to do.

Boredom shakes hands with Senseless. Pleased to meet you.

Can I have all your stuff now, please? Thx,