(Editor's note: Happy 2011, all! Let's make some revolutionary life changes. I, for one, will not write a post that is worse than this one for the rest of the year. Won't take much effort.)
It's a list day. A day for no-kay's.
(Side note: I'm not explaining that last one. Ask your parents. Or Google it.)
(Side note to the previous side note: The latter is more reliable and less awkward.)
(Side note to that last side note: That last side note could refer to the side note preceding it...or the list...apparently. Pos-T-Vac. NO-KAY.)
(Ahem...yet another side note: It was an infomercial, for your information. (Pun?) I wasn't just on the lookout for this kind of product.)
My draft of this post (circa five minutes ago) included a more extensive list, but those three pretty much sum it up. Although I did mention your-versus-you're-errors and the consumption of felines. NO-KAY.
I bought a betta fish. His name is Tyson because he thinks he's a tough guy. I like to watch him instead of Friends, sometimes. Which is kind of a big deal.
My whole house is great.
I can do anything good.
This post is going nowhere. Oh, that wasn't news. You knew that from the moment you saw that I had written a new post. (PASSIVE VERBS: NO-KAY.)
Ugh. How to save this post...story time? Perhaps.
Once upon a time...
...when I was young(er)...
...I had a crazy friend. Seeing as I was/am similarly crazed, we would do crazy things. One such "crazy thing" was this two-week phase in which we deliberately consumed plants. Like, grass and shrubbery and stuff.
(Side note: NO-KAY.)
Tune in next time for: SO-KAY. Except probably not.
Have a lovely existence, my darling blogee.