It's official. I have slowly gotten worse at writing blog posts. Has it been that long since blogs first existed that this is possible? I guess so.
It seems I peaked sometime around 2007/2008. Albeit, a small peak. Like a mogul, really. Moguls can be a bitch if you don't know they're coming, by the way. Anyway, I was trying to delete some of my Notes from stupid Facebook, so I was reading through some old posts. And I actually laughed at the 2007/2008 me. Which is kind of scary and extremely lame.
So, I'll stop my bad current writing and feature some of the old, for old time's sake:
Nov. 2007:
Heidi & Spencer make me want to projectile vomit all over your coffee table (your coffee table, not mine; I do not watch that show voluntarily, though I concede that I recognize its pop culture significance; I add that we seriously need to try learning a new language or something rather than supplementing our already pathetically dramatic lives with more pathetic drama; though, if it keeps girls away from cross stitching, so be it. Cross stitching is really such a useless, useless hobby.
Jan. 2008:
I'm going to start writing work memos in pictures. ohhh, or smileys.
Dear >:-O :
If you waive the penalty, I will be :-D
If you do not, I will be :-(
You choose.
Kind regards,
:- /
Jan. 2008:
in a file titled 'thought of the day' (an idea which i think i've tried to resurrect at least 4 times):
Life doesn’t remind me of anything. 10/10/05
Dec. 2007:
I want to become a professor so I can make lots of common sense statements, and then be quoted in thousands of articles by underpaid journalists all across America. I will send out e-mails daily to a random selection of lucky journalists with ready-for-print quotes to supplement their paltry instant ramen diets.
Sept. 2007:
I don’t think my friends really have all that much in common.
Except that they all think they’re going to win the lottery.
June 2007:
i swear to god my dad makes the strongest margaritas. i swear to god i'm about to pass out. and it's...... its only 712 721 pm. holylord. why did i come down here.. oh to get cd. oh there it is! i like typing.
