This one actually makes sense this time. At least, if you've ever played a Mario Kart game. Or any racing game that didn't use the right trigger as the throttle, really.
To explain the not-so-much-of-a-quicktime-event, something wonderful occurred to me on the way home from class. It's been two weeks since I've last filled up and I'm only down a quarter tank of gas! Hurrah! And this is with a random trip to bowling and Chili's.
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Maybe trying to update daily wasn't such a hot idea. I've got nothing to talk about, other than I'm trying to get iTunes to put the Genius mixes on my Nano but it's being all "needs-to-be-set-to-auto-updates" and I'm all "not-after-the-crap-you-pulled-a-few-years-ago" (details upon request).
Something needs to go horribly wrong. Call me paranoid, but when things go okay for weeks on end like this, all it means for me is that something's about to go horribly wrong. If you'd like further explanation, listen to the
collaboration by Santana and Eagle Eye Cherry entitled Wishing it Was. Good song, that.
Anyway, I'm gonna go back to reading my latest webcomic discovery.
Later Days
-B
1 comments:
Some of us (weird referring to a collective group like this) have actually made daily blogs elsewhere, but I think as long as you're writing, blogging serves its purpose. Your posts are often insightful and witty, so don't worry too much about falling into the emo-kid journal cliche. I've tried to be dedicated to my blog, and often times, I've gotten to the point where I hate writing in it all the time, but I always come crawling back when I need some room to vent.
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