Nothing

So what am I going to write about today? NOTHING absolutely NOTHING. In fact you should probably just stop reading this post. It just isn’t worth it because I am just going to stop writing…. Are you still here? Seriously I have nothing to say and if there is one thing I hate it’s people who say they are going to stop talking or writing but never do because they know that if there are words on the page your eyes will naturally read it. It could continue on into infinity. Seriously if you are going to stop just do it. But I’m done I’m just going to stop writing right now… Okay now I’m done… Definitely the last thing…

ARE YOU STILL HERE?

Burritos

So, Nicholas got a bunch of glow-sticks recently, and we were all playing with them when I discovered something very odd. For some reason Veronica, Christopher, and Robert all call the glow-sticks, (and I’m quoting them here) “Burritos”.

I just wonder why they call them that. I guess burritos, and glow-sticks are both cylinders… no, it’s just weird.

Mistress of Laughter

Ah, Anne. She is the only person I know who can sit and laugh for five minutes straight, and after much quizzing and questioning you can just make out between giggles that she does not even know why she was laughing she simply started laughing because someone else was. She’s great at parties though. She always laughs at your jokes even if she does not understand them. The best part is it’s not as if she fake laughs. She is quite sincere in her laughter. One of her friends even described it as contagious. Yep she laughs so heartily that she can have everyone in stitches over literally nothing! There’s one sad part though. She rarely finishes an amusing story because the minute she starts talking about it she busts out laughing!

It’s Not My Fault, Coffee Did it!

I have a terrible migraine today.  In case you’ve never had one, a migraine is a lot like a headache, only it feels like there’s a jackhammer right behind one of your eyes.  Like the responsible adult I am I have decided that my headache is clearly due to not getting enough coffee two days ago (thanks to the broken carafe) and not due to me staying up until one thirty last night writing an assembly level computer program to solve the quadratic equation (I only had a week to do the assignment so…I have no idea what I was thinking).

This bit of genius (blaming my headache on coffee not working into the A.M. on a complex computer program) lead me to an even greater stroke of genius.  I’ll just blame all my problems on coffee (or rather lack of coffee).  I play my song wrong, not enough coffee.  I draw Nightstick, but he looks like a badger, not enough coffee.  I drop a plate while clearing the table, too little caffeine.  It’s a perfect plan!

The Thirteenth!

Today is the 13th of October, Thursday the 13th!   Thursday!  I know that superstition is all bunk and it doesn’t matter when the 13th falls, but I like it when the date and the day line up, I actually look forward to a Friday the 13th it just feels so special.  So it kind of  bugs me that the 13th falls just shy of a Friday…It feels like the month is taunting me or something!