So, I figure I should start this post with 2 things:
1. Abraham Lincoln said on his way to Gettysburg, “If I had unlimited time, I could give this speech immediately, but if you would like it within a reasonable time frame, I’ll need at least a week”
2. This has been a long week.
Well, after writing a paragraph, or maybe an essay and deleting it, there’s only one thing I need to say.
I love my family.
What’s the point of blogs? Basically, they are designed such that others can skim them to get a feel for your personality. Fine. For example, I was at a place tonight where this guy totally ruined the atmosphere for a room full of 30 people, and I felt obligated to save it, after all… it was his birthday. Needless to say, Margarita is dating a hooligan. Omar lost weight.
And then something about some Buttster.
I have so much to forecast, but it is not advantageous to do so. I can only say that I will be disappointed in the coming months, even though I should be basking in the glory of my mediocre accomplishments that summed up, add up to nothing more than a klondike bar.
Without furthur ado, I’m concluding by saying that there’s one reason I wrote this post. What else do I have to do at this time of night, in this state of extreme awakendness.
Bleh, I’m rambling. Bed > Blog