I used to have thoughts about things and stuff...

I used to have thoughts about things. I used to have thoughts and then sometimes I would post those thoughts on my "weblog", or, you know, "blog".

It is my earnest desire that very soon now, very soon indeed, I'll actually start posting again to my blog. I really like my blog, and I really like thinking up silly little bits of foolishness and posting them to said blog. It just plain makes me happy.



-New Favorite Faux Epithets (some of these I have just made up)-

*Motherfrakker! (easy to swap in for that other, naughtier word; plus, it's all sci-fi-ey)
*Well, golly-bill!
*Aw, sassafrass!
*Shazbot!
*Oh, boogerpants!
*Gol-dern!
*Dadgum!
*Dagnabbit!
*Consarn it!
*Dograbbit!
*Damframpton!
*Darn!
*Heck!
*Shucks!
*Dang!
*Hecky-darn!
*Dram it!
*Oh, shell!
*Well, foot!
*Holy handbag!
*Mary, mother of Cindy and Paul, and daughter of Randall and Irma-Jean!
*Aw, doody!