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Note that this meandering diatribe is in response to CipherPunk’s equally irrelevant non-sequitur.

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While an amusing anecdotal diversion, the situation only illustrates an irrelevant contrived conjecture disjointed from the reality of freedom. From a simplistic biological perspective, “fatherhood” is an artifice purportedly entwined within the evolution of human society. The machinations of beneficial circumstance notwithstanding, the circumspect sanctity of human existence is itself questionable. One could stipulate a blood donor’s “rights” concerning the recipient of his or her life-sustaining red fluid, for all the effort involved in sperm donation.

Eye Exam: $200
Frames: $100
Lenses: $380
The knowledge that 1.71 refractive-index plastic lenses cost more than a contact exam and frames: priceless.

January marks the necessity to update my contacts for the yearly metamorphosis my eyes undergo. Apparently I’ve slipped two diopters since last year, confusing my eye doctor; people my age don’t have fluctuating vision and increasing myopia as a rule. So why did I mention my glasses, when everyone knows I clearly prefer contacts? Their intended purpose of backup vision when contacts are inappropriate or tired eyes prevail makes them indisposable. I’d been meaning to replace my glasses, as the current pair is either four or five years old and completely useless in all but the closest detail work. As expensive as $480 glasses may initially appear, they’ll likely garner similar longevity.

Rumors of my untimely demise have been greatly exaggerated. After the craziness of the holidays and the unending barrage of activities in and around the holidays, I merely needed a couple weeks to recuperate. Part of the blame rests with the fact I finally obtained the mother of all penis jokes, a Wii. As can be expected, I’ve been playing Twilight Princess. All in all, a very good game with an unusual dark undertone for a Zelda game. It’s not exactly Eternal Darkness, but it’s not bad. I took a couple days off to play ITG and I’ve noticed something: I’m magically better.

Well, my quest to obtain a Wii has failed utterly and spectacularly. How could this happen? With hundreds of thousands of these things circulating the country, why are they so unobtainable? Aside from the worthless cocks tying up systems in the pursuit of profit, I’m certain there are some supply-chain issues plaguing the undulating horror of Chicago.

Amanda,

I won’t tell you not to worry over your mother, nor to break your vigil, though these past few weeks have been an unjust burden. Like the rest of your friends and family, I can hope for the best, and pray that is enough. Neither can I speak for her, though while I remained incoherent and delirious after my heart surgery, I was glad for the company. You’re doing everything right kid, just don’t go overboard.