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First the context. Friend tells me I should make a blog. This seems to come from nowhere; I had never had a strong desire to create a blog myself. I'm skeptical. I don't know why anyone would want to read much of anything that I had to write. Oh well, it's not that time consuming. Write a few random things about stupid stuff and be done with it.

The only thing that I could think to write about, and at the moment the only thing I'd care to write about are my stupid stories. It started during exams. Someone was talking about how another student was drinking beer during an exam. In my endless wisdom, and desire to say that "I'm helping!" I offered that during one of my exams I heard someone open a can. Oh and it might have been beer.

Stories that start OK and people think they might be going somewhere, but most of the time they just have a letdown ending. They're short, stupid and happen semi-frequently. Occasionally there's a laugh or chuckle, usually a groan. They amuse myself enough though that it doesn't matter to me if I'm the only one that ever reads it, at least I won't forget them when they're written down.