I feel like poop. Tired. Uninspired. Apathetic. Useless. Overwhelmed with a crushing sense of futility. I am the sloth-like, slack-jawed, droopy-lidded embodiment of wev. Wev is my quintessence. Wev beats my heart, and wev runs my blood. I wev therefore I wev. All that's left for me now is leading the wevolution on the world wide wev—so wev your engines.
Actually, I probably just need some caffeine.
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