What is the Point of Everything?

To kick off my blog about the perpetual pointlessness that I've found in this tiring universe, I want to start by examining the pointlessness of the week. Here's my breakdown of what actually makes the week just as pointless as every other element you'll find in this useless universe. Why is the Week Pointless? Because it is. Why do we wake up and go to work or school during the week, only to find that the next day is a repeat of the exact same thing? We eat our boring sandpaper oatmeal in the mornings, drink our week-old coffee that tastes like tar at our breakfast tables that for some reason are shaped like stupid squares even though we always hit our hips in the corners and scrape ourselves every damn morning, and we get in our cars and drive on the moronic roads where other moronic drivers can't seem to figure out how to avoid getting in your way. One car even crashes into a gas station and causes it to explode as the driver complains about his only family be...

If you've found this blog, chances are you're wondering what the point of it all really is. You're probably asking yourself questions like, "Why does milk come from nipples?" or "Why are men?" Well, the truth is that there really isn't a point to any of it, at all. And here I will go over why everything in this world is pointless, from water to space. What is the Point of Pointing Out the Pointlessness of Everything? Again, there isn't any. I'm simply reiterating the very pointlessness of pointing things out by tirelessly pointing out the reasons why there isn't a point to anything. What is the purpose of this exercise, exactly? Nothing, exactly. I just want to voice my pointless observations about the pointlessness of everything that I've come to see and fail to understand the reasons for its existence. So, join me on this futile journey across this useless universe as I explain to you, in excruciating detail, exactly what ma...