Chapter 78: In Which There Are Too Many Things To Say To Put In This Title

Once upon a time. I was alive. So then I had to clean my apartment. Which was filthy. Especially the bathtub, because it was stained and horrible. So my friend who is awesome cleaned out the bathtub, but it was wet. So she took off her pants. Good plan. And then I was like, "Ha ha! This is hilarious." Then I put it in my blog. To go along with the suspiciously naked theme. Also, one time I told my roommate about my engineer friend saying, "Think digestive thoughts," and she totally heard, "Think suggestive thoughts." But don't do that. Because it's a bad plan. Also.... sometimes I intentionally am a goob, and then I decide that I'm horrible. And it's happens. Much too frequently. Then I spend many hours applying for jobs and going absolutely nuts. Which is not unusual either.  So then my brother and my pantless-bathtub-cleaning-friend make fun of me because they think I'm psycho. Which is a secret, so don't tell anyone. And I'm tired. So I should go to bed. But whine whine whine. So probably won't. Also, sometimes people snap in front of my face, and then I'm like, "Woah, someone snapped in front of my face! I should put that in my blog." And at that point, I decide that I should probably go to bed because this is deteriorating way too fast to be coherent and I refuse to punctuate for the rest of tonight's thought process so hopefully I run out of juice soon but I probably won't because when you're tired your brain goes BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH for a long time and then it's like well that was weird and your life continues in it's strangeness til eventually they drag you away from the computer with your eyes unblinking and your fingers twitching then they finish your blog for you because they think they're hilarious which they might be but don't tell them that because we wouldn't want it to go to their heads like helium because then they would sound funny but not as funny as that other gas that my super awesome chem teacher used that one time that made him sound like Zerg from Toy Story which made everyone incredibly happy which is pretty impressive because Monday mornings in chemistry during finals week is a pretty hard time to make people happy. I heart you. Goodnight. She's done. (<--- Random perspective shift! What can it mean? *shifty eyes*)



No really, she's done now.