So, another friend of a close friend of mine is the actual reason why I'm writing this new blog post. I'm finding myself less interested in writing for the sake of writing, but then again, I've always found bloggers silly, because, well, if I write a blog which no one is likely to read, or want to, then I'm technically writing for myself, and while I think myself is a very interesting, charming and downright eye-popping-sexy, I happen to be able to read every idea that ever crosses his head. It's a sort of personal connection me and him have had since, well, we were born. I was born first. No, I'm not schizophrenic, which isn't saying much because no neurotic patient ever doubts that the flying 18 year old images of Tina Fey floating around, quietly seducing him -yes, those that everyone else is oblivious to- may not be real. I hear what you're saying, anonymous reader. don't give me that look. Yes, that look. I know you're giving me that look because you're still reading this. Let;s talk Schroedinger's cat and Quantum. Do the words exist if no one's reading them, or are certain particles gravitating together to form them as soon as the future is set into course when you first decided to read this and keep on reading even when I told you to stop giving me that look. so, stop.
18 year old girls. Why, god, why?
Bossypants is a really good book which I'd recommend to everyone who thinks I'm not funny and would like to read something that I think is funny. I'd like to point out a paradox, however, seeing as how if you don't think I'm funny but trust my taste to define what I might consider funny for you, this either means I'm not very funny, or you have very distinctive taste between what you think a funny piece of writing should be like, and what you would like to recommend to people as a funny piece of writing.
I'm blabbing, which often means I'm tired, or under the influence of drugs, alcohol or microwave popcorn in quantities between 1.2 and 1.7 big bowls' fill, so good night, dear anonymous reader.
"Did anyone notice that quantities has tit in it?" - Me exactly 2 minutes 12 seconds after writing the word.
18 year old girls. Why, god, why?
Bossypants is a really good book which I'd recommend to everyone who thinks I'm not funny and would like to read something that I think is funny. I'd like to point out a paradox, however, seeing as how if you don't think I'm funny but trust my taste to define what I might consider funny for you, this either means I'm not very funny, or you have very distinctive taste between what you think a funny piece of writing should be like, and what you would like to recommend to people as a funny piece of writing.
I'm blabbing, which often means I'm tired, or under the influence of drugs, alcohol or microwave popcorn in quantities between 1.2 and 1.7 big bowls' fill, so good night, dear anonymous reader.
"Did anyone notice that quantities has tit in it?" - Me exactly 2 minutes 12 seconds after writing the word.
"Did anyone notice that quantities has tit in it?" - Me exactly 2 minutes 12 seconds after writing the word.
ReplyDeletefavourite part hahaha