Today, I thought about the meaning of life, the universe, and everything. Spoiler: it's just a bunch of stuff.
Then, I pondered the intricacies of the vending machine in the break room. Why won't it just dispense the free chips like it's supposed to?
You know what they say about the meaning of life? Pfft.
Want to read more about the intricacies of vending machines? Click here for the thrilling tale of a life spent mostly stuck on the other side of the snack machine.
Or, if you're feeling adventurous, try this link for some actual, non-actual, and possibly-actual insights into the human condition.
Or, just go here to leave this dump and find some real answers, or at least a decent Wi-Fi signal.
Oh, and if you're feeling generous, leave a tip for your friendly neighborhood attendant. They'll appreciate it.
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