I PROMISE this isn't worth reading. Move along.

So it's tired-time Saturday night. I was laying in bed, all comfy cozy, ready to read until I fell asleep which would be quick because I'm, like, tired for once in my life. And THEN. I realized.

I promised Geri a blog this week. I've failed at so much recently that I figured I had to give her this one. So HERE. This is a blog-like-thing-that-shouldn't-really-pass-for-a-blog-but-whatever.

Um.

I feel like it's April and I'm trying to think of something semi-worthwhile to post before the stroke of midnight. BEDA ftw.

Here have a list:
football sucked today
sports is like life
catttttt
I'm tired
I shouldn't be allowed to write when I'm tired
I'm tired
I like your face
poop


You're welcome.



You're welcom for that, too.
You said you wanted my face, Geri, but this is so much better.

I just fell asleep at the computer, guys. I'm TIRED. I'm an island. Leave me alone.

Hope that qualifies, Geri. I can haz macbook pro soon, and life will be so much better. :)

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