Welcome! I say welcome, because it appears I've been getting a little bit of traffic here lately. What for? I have no idea. Probably only webcrawling thingies. But still, averaging 2 or 3 hits per day? This calls for a toast!
If you DO happen to be a real reader, and have accidentally stumbled upon (no pun intended*) this, my blog, then I do certainly hope to catch your attention with this catchy little fig-bit:
Some kids who played games about Narnia
got gradually balmier and balmier.
Well, okay, I certainly didn't write that. I intended to, but never quite got a round tuit. Please don't ask me what a tuit is, I'll only tell you what I've heard, and that's apparently hearsay (or so I've heard), and that is that a tuit is round and rather wooden, kind of like a coin. A bit of a wooden coin, then, isn't it?
Enough about anything. Let's talk about something else. The only other thing to talk about is, sadly, nothing.
*Well the pun was intended, but I didn't pun, that was somebody else's pun. I just meant to say that I wasn't intending to reference the pun, which wasn't really much of a pun to begin with, but, eh. Well.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Yeeeaahhh!!
So, 2:43 in the morning, again, I guess, and yeah! I'm writing stuff. Because, well, why not? I need to wake up early (before 1pm) tomorrow to do laundry, but, hey, I can afford to stay up, right? Yeah!
Peanuts and Pinocchio, because, why not?
It's just one of those nights, man. I want to be all over the place, but, of course, I'm in one place, and I don't have a whole lotta extra funds, so, well, look, man, I can't exactly go anyplace.
I'm going through all The Shins' discography, trying to decide if any of it is better than "Baby Boomerang". I'm pretty sure there isn't anything better. Meh. I should look for something different to listen to; but what?
Enough of what there is to listen to. Enough of what there isn't to listen to, as well. There seems to be so little. Or, too much. None of these sorts of things are worth writing about, are they.
I should like to eat a fudge.
Peanuts and Pinocchio, because, why not?
It's just one of those nights, man. I want to be all over the place, but, of course, I'm in one place, and I don't have a whole lotta extra funds, so, well, look, man, I can't exactly go anyplace.
I'm going through all The Shins' discography, trying to decide if any of it is better than "Baby Boomerang". I'm pretty sure there isn't anything better. Meh. I should look for something different to listen to; but what?
Enough of what there is to listen to. Enough of what there isn't to listen to, as well. There seems to be so little. Or, too much. None of these sorts of things are worth writing about, are they.
I should like to eat a fudge.
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