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There was a time when Saturday nights tended to be very interesting. I miss those times. Even the really weird stuff. Especially the weird stuff, actually. Like the time K and I had to crawl through a rather musty tunnel after that barn collapsed while we were in it. Okay, that was actually a Saturday afternoon, though the night that followed wasn't any less interesting. We visited another buddy of ours who, for want have a better term, was having an existential crisis. I miss K.

Another memorable Saturday night was, well actually I think I'm still under an NDA about that one. No matter.

At anyrate, tonight I'm bored and lonely. Bored, bored, bored...