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Yet Another Update Post (THE END?!)

Howdy, Rebels.

I feel the need to let everyone know that I'm going to take an intentional hiatus- you know, as opposed to the recent unintentional one- in September.

I have a month-ish worth of content lined up for August, because it's gonna be another themed month. So at least there's that.

I'm using the coming hiatus to work on another personal project, and it's not realistic for me to work on two things at once without a team. Or at least, without a blog team.

Lately I've got the feeling that with higher food and gas prices, and my need to write about obscure topics, I'm not going to have much to write about this year.

The Rebel Palate isn't going to end, necessarily, because I don't feel like it's been long enough, but I'm also not completely against stopping.

I've learned a lot about how blogging actually works, about myself, and obviously about the subjects I've covered. It wouldn't feel like a completely pointless endeavor if I quit. Even though I've gotten barely any recognition for all this work.

I kinda figure no one really cares anyway? Nobody really "interacts" with my content that much, so I figure this blog's disappearance will be a mild disappointment at worst. You know, if I actually stop posting forever.

I think there might still be a Month of The Weird, but I don't know if it'll be more than one post. All I know is I definitely have an idea for MOTW 2022.

So anyway, stay tuned and stay sexy.

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