Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I'm doing science and I'm still alive.

Two more vagoos down, some other number to go. First I shall write my Obituaries (Get it? I'm a journalist. Man, funny stuff.). Kyle, we exchanged one single line directly to each other on GChat. Touching. Not that I didn't like you or anything, I thought you were just fine, but didn't know you all too well. Although, I have heard that you are "the sexiest mole." Since every lie is half true, I guess we know which part of that is true. Eeew.

Beth, my Dinosaur Comics partner, my puts unnecessary phrases in parentheses between other punctuation pal, my player that I really didn't know much about because you were a shut-in. Except that you have a dog. Because you were walking it when I tried to talk to you. Anyway, not surprised to see you gone. It's a bit of a disappointment since I agree with what Paul said about you hopefully staying around.

On that note, it's like everybody want to look like a bitch! Like, I'm not going to post some fake confessional that says I'm PMSing! I mean, it's ridiculous. Would someone who uses the phrase "fake confessional" link to something they don't understand or whine about it and put ads on their blog? I just find it a total waste of time and space! I'd rather post something useful and entertaining! As for me, I'd rather disagree with the previous sentence! I find it insulting to the mole! If I was the mole, I'd be REALLY angry. Like, somebody wants to do take credit for all the crap I'm doing? That's like... violating my vaginal space!

Here's the Mole's ideas on how what we should do this upcoming episode/week: Let's not shit up. Easy as that.  Be suspicious looking; I don't care. That's the game. I'm going to go James Quall some other blogs. Spaghetti and meatballs.

Oh, and Travis... you would watch Gossip Girl.

A/XBGNRHT

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