The product of an idle mind

Finally, I have a blog. It's one of those things one knows not what to do with. But I am happy that I have one nevertheless. Then I can ramble mindlessly in the middle of the night when my fingers are itching and everyone else is sleeping. And I will hopefully not have to repeat the mindnumbing details of my life that I have already lived through and have little perogative to relive for another 20 times.