Status Updates From Life: A User's Manual

Lots of jumping around reading different rooms. It's been awhile, though, I'll get back to it.

Completed. The main narrative that is. No way am I reading the appendices to this waste of time and energy of a book.

At the end, I am left with one question. Just...why?

Hey remember when we used to make lists of stuff and note them down? Or doodle unconnected musings in a journal? Turns out, if you string them all together and impose the facade of a structure, it can be a novel and work as great art. Voila, who knew!

Oh wait that only works if you are literary and pretentious, not for us plebians. Oops. We can only read and appreciate this greatness. Or alternately rue the waste.