Hopefully no one will notice this.

This is my 200th post. I'm really quite tempted to put this whole blogging thing aside after this. It's lost its charms, and seems to be doing more harm than good. I have virtually nothing to broadcast on the internet these days. And I'm not sure I want people to read everything I've posted in the last two years. I know I've said this before.

Today was the easiest day's work ever. Spent the morning supervising an easter egg hunt and the afternoon doing cart rides. It was all sunshiny. Our baby calf has been named Buttercup, it was my choice. Spring is here, my boss is on holiday.

The house is in a tragic state.

I watched a pirate version of Spiderman. I haven't eaten anything yet. These sentences seem a little too short. I'm not feeling in the most elaborate of moods.

Perhaps some day everything will change.

It's harrowing, being alone.

Goodbye.

(I was going to finish this entry with a cryptic existential quote, but actually, fuck it.)