We were going to discuss the meaninglessness of life, but our discussion got stuck in a paradox.
Someone brought up the idea of absurdist philosophy, but we couldn't quite get on board.
Now, we're just sitting here, staring at each other, wondering if any of this matters at all.
Perhaps we should just take a break and get some existential crisis therapy?
We'll be meeting next week to discuss the meaning of "meaning" in "meaninglessness" - or, you know, something.
Location: The usual, same old same old, abyss of uncertainty.
Time: Whenever we feel like it, I guess.
Date: Um, next week? Maybe?
Please note that this meeting, much like life itself, is just a meaningless exercise in futility.