Monday, July 27, 2009

Twenty.One.

I was debating how I'd start numbering everything once twenty-once came about. And what you see above is what I came up with. Didn't make much sense to confuse people with dashes and shit. Though innovation can be a good thing, tradition never goes out of style.

So, I was on facebook today and it was amazing how long some of my friend's status lines are. I mean not just long. REALLY LONG. like next great American novel long. I mean seriously, what are you writing? There's only so many ways to say "Babe, I love you" or "My day is going crappy". I personally don't care about the temperature outside when your dog ran away. Nor does the thread count on that shirt you bought astound me. Seriously, if you want to ramble on about nothingness, do what I do, and blog. Otherwise, keep you statuses short and sweet. Funny and to the point will get way more attention than the potential script for "The Notebook 2".

The other day, I got a hickie. *Gasp* I know end of the world right?? So being me, I began to contemplate the meaning of the word 'hickey'. I mean, the word is so....scandalous sounding, you know? So i deemed a more appropriate term would be "Consensual sexual abuse". Think about it for a sec.

Today I pulled off the impossible. I didn't procrastinate. Any further that is lol. I scheduled for my classes this fall, put in the appeal for my finanacial aid (I know, bad Brandon) and changed my major. To what? Why communications!!!! That way, I can still write and pay the bills. Until I write the actual script for "The Notebook 2" lol.

Ok, that's it for now. But before I go, allow me to leave you with a not-so-intersting tidbit: 'osh posh' is a term that means a group or collection of something. Now use it with your friends and see what happens. LATER!

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