I have decided that it is time to try some new formats for this site. I'm gonna need feedback for what is the best way to go about this. For now, my title actually makes sense. We will be remodeling. Try #1: my boy Vijay K will be manning the left margin and we're gonna go for a little whiter, less gray look. Anyone who has been following this from the beginning knows that gray is the best color there is so it does upset me a little bit to be not so gray, but it is time to shake things up. So back to the point. I'm gonna be trying a bunch of these in the next few days (i think) and then we'll settle on one that everyone enjoys. And by everyone I mean me (as usual) because everyone knows that mine is the only opinion that matters. This is a dictatorship.
In other news, today I only have one class to go to and it's at noon, so I got to sleep in today. I woke up at 6:38. That's roughly the time I get out of bed in the morning every day. Stupid pineal gland waking me up when it gets light out. Couldn't you malfunction just this one time? I don't think my body likes getting more than 6-7 hours of sleep. Instantly puts me into pet rock mode for the rest of the day.
"But Drew!" you're all saying. "Haven't you been awake for an hour and a half and you're just sitting on the computer writing nonsense? Isn't that essentially pet rock mode?" NAY I say. This is community service. I really should have used this blog as my community service hours for Pro D. They call me the servicer? I'm really hoping I don't get red flagged by the government for googling "I'm here to service these young boys." If I disappear and nobody hears from me just assume I was taken and liam neeson is chopping throats and mysteriously avoiding arrest in France trying to find me. Hey Liam! I'm not in France bro. Check Chris Hansen's house in the basement with all the other pervs. Did I say other pervs? I meant with all the pervs. If only there was a way to change what I just wrote on the internet. Oh well. It's out there now.
For all of you young aspiring blog writers out there, let that paragraph be a lesson to you. I'm gonna make a flow chart of that.
imaginary 3rd person talking to self--->community service--->Role Models--->throat chopping--->shout out to Liam Neeson--->Chris Hansen--->self deprecating pervert joke.
How do I do it? It's a gift. From myself. to myself. Also I go through phases of capitalizing words. Sometimes it seems worth it and sometimes it doesnt. Same goes with apostrophes. Apologies to anyone with OCD who reads this (aka nobody because I don't know anyone with OCD).
Welp, I think that's about all I have to say for this morning.
EXCEPT FOR MY HAIKU
switch up the background
vijay watches over us
and so does the LAW
That picture will be funny until the day I die. Someday I'll get a pillow made with that picture on it. I apologize to everyone in Missouri reading this. I really need you guys to steal my silver memory goo out of my ear and watch my college memories in the pensieve.
They call me Harry Blogger
In other news, today I only have one class to go to and it's at noon, so I got to sleep in today. I woke up at 6:38. That's roughly the time I get out of bed in the morning every day. Stupid pineal gland waking me up when it gets light out. Couldn't you malfunction just this one time? I don't think my body likes getting more than 6-7 hours of sleep. Instantly puts me into pet rock mode for the rest of the day.
"But Drew!" you're all saying. "Haven't you been awake for an hour and a half and you're just sitting on the computer writing nonsense? Isn't that essentially pet rock mode?" NAY I say. This is community service. I really should have used this blog as my community service hours for Pro D. They call me the servicer? I'm really hoping I don't get red flagged by the government for googling "I'm here to service these young boys." If I disappear and nobody hears from me just assume I was taken and liam neeson is chopping throats and mysteriously avoiding arrest in France trying to find me. Hey Liam! I'm not in France bro. Check Chris Hansen's house in the basement with all the other pervs. Did I say other pervs? I meant with all the pervs. If only there was a way to change what I just wrote on the internet. Oh well. It's out there now.
For all of you young aspiring blog writers out there, let that paragraph be a lesson to you. I'm gonna make a flow chart of that.
imaginary 3rd person talking to self--->community service--->Role Models--->throat chopping--->shout out to Liam Neeson--->Chris Hansen--->self deprecating pervert joke.
How do I do it? It's a gift. From myself. to myself. Also I go through phases of capitalizing words. Sometimes it seems worth it and sometimes it doesnt. Same goes with apostrophes. Apologies to anyone with OCD who reads this (aka nobody because I don't know anyone with OCD).
Welp, I think that's about all I have to say for this morning.
EXCEPT FOR MY HAIKU
switch up the background
vijay watches over us
and so does the LAW
That picture will be funny until the day I die. Someday I'll get a pillow made with that picture on it. I apologize to everyone in Missouri reading this. I really need you guys to steal my silver memory goo out of my ear and watch my college memories in the pensieve.
They call me Harry Blogger
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