I've never heard of it?

I see I promised a story in my last entry. Obviously, this isn't a story. This is Winnie sitting at the precipice of DOOM (yes, like 'utterly, utterly hopeless' Sauron-will-come-and-eat-us DOOM) gloriously procrastinating when she should be studying for her Business Law exam. Alternatively, it could be Winnie in equally glorious denial about the fact that this exam has even been thought into existance. Really, it's all the same: I'm currently not studying.

Why am I here?
What am I doing here?
What is my purpose?

(Oh Lord, answer my prayers!) Sorry, couldn't resist. I'm not very religious.*

Now, all these are very pretty existential questions. And they have nothing to do with the meaning of life. Ahh, the meaning of life. We could ramble on about that for a very long time but since:

a) I SHOULD BE STUDYING
b) I SHOULD BE STUDYING
and
c) I SHOULD BE STUDYING

I'm going to study. Story next time? Hmm, I don't know who I'd be disappionting if there weren't. Probably got a readership of zero. 'Mmmm, donuts...'**

And with that I bid thee, my love, the sweetest adieu.

*Probably less religious than a marshmallow.
** Get it? zero looks like 0? Donut? buahaha! SHh.