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What is the purpose of life? (sorry, I must warn any potential readers to run away, this is one of "those" blog entries...)

I am afraid that I am one of those with no defined faith, no purpose and find little to root me here in the world. I guess it would be comforting to think that somehow my life, like any other human life, has some sort of meaning, but I really don't think it does. I am not saying I am a Nihilist...I do think life has a value, and that there is a purpose, a meaning to be found. I am simply saying I haven't found it.

I guess it has been another of those days, in a monotonous litany of "those days".

At my lit forum, we have a sticky in the general chat section regarding member interviews. There are several thousand members there, so in order for people to get to know each other better, some of the people set up a thread devoted to interviewing folks. This is much like an interview with a celebrity or political figure that you might read in a newspaper or magazine.

So, this has been going on for a couple of months now. We get the interviews whenever the people conducting them have time, and since they are both in school it is a little sporadic. Our last one was in the beginning of March. The other day I left a comment in the thread as I was wondering who was next....

It was snowing today... what happened to the spring we had last week?

I started a thread elsewhere about made up book titles and authors. Just because...um...no real reason I suppose. Figured I would share some with any book lovers here.

Behind the Refrigerator door: A mystery by J. Swanky Swankerman

Showerstall Mildew

Self help section:
Oh, poo, nobody cares: A guide to writing better forum threads...by Kathy Crybaby-Fanshiskabob.

From the Modern romance section:
Plain Cotton Brasserie by Hootie McBoob. (I got that name from an episode of the Simpsons. )

There is an old saying that goes something like this:

"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."

Now of course, this can be taken too far. Sometimes in the course of events we must offer constructive criticism or feedback to address an issue. People should not ask for feedback if they are unable to handle getting it. However, it really annoys me when somebody says something rude, simply for the sake of being rude. This happened to me twice today, on two seperate websites. I don't get it. True, I am not perfect but I don't see the sense in insulting people just because I can.

Well, yesterday was a snowday. We had a very big storm and got dumped with a lot of heavy wet snow. Super! *rolls eyes*

So, my neighbor has a snowblower and blows his snow into my yard. Lovely, and it isn't as if we haven't discussed this issue with him before. It is simply arrogance on his part. By the time I got up this morning he had already done it, so I am going to wait and complain about this tomorrow, when my blood stops boiling.

Speaking of blood...I had to force the cellar door open to get outside, there was so much snow lodged against it. The snow had a heavy crust of ice on top of it and I had to smack it with the shovel to break it up. Then I had to shovel it away in layers, because it was up to my knees and too difficult to shovel away in one fell swoop. It took me half and hour to shovel a narrow path from my cellar door to my driveway and I had to stop...it was just too much.

Finally got some good work done on the site today. Some of it you wont see for a while but the work is moving along.

Time to get some shut eye. ^^