When I was blogging much more often, I seemed like a more exciting person. I sat down to blog and realized that I almost had nothing to blog about. This never happened before. I always came up with some meaningless conversation to be had with an imaginary audience. I feel boring when I don't actually think "I should put this on my blog". It is almost like I wanted to recall all the things in my life. Now, in this time of not having internet, I have to really think about what I want to update my blog with. It is very rough. Now on to the actual content.
SHANE 2 has reappeared. I get this voicemail (because I knew it was him and didn't answer) saying that he was in St. Louis and wanted to say hi. Rediculous. I need much more time to be able to avoid someone. By the time I called him back after work, he was already back on the plane to Ohio. I was very scared though and decided to answer my phone to make up an entire story about dating a boy and being very happy and that is why we stopped talking months ago. This didn't really work though. He responded to this with "so am I but I still really love you and I miss you" blah blah and other stuff. Still he loves me. I tried to do what I believe Jenorama told me--ignore him and he will get over you. That evidently did not work. He was really very happy for me and now wants to come and visit St. Louis (to "hopefully see" me but he says really "just to see the city"). I am scared of this event actually happening.
Lizz is coming this weekend for Mardi Gras. Is it sad that the largest Mardi Gras is going to be twenty minutes away from me and I'm probably going to miss this large of a party. I think I don't really care because its a straight party and I have no interest in seeing nasty drunk men pissing on the side of buildings or seeing nasty old boobies getting flashed for beads. On second thought, I haven't shown mass crowds my penis in over a year maybe it is time. It could be buttloads of fun.
If asked a question of what desert animal drank a record 56 gallons of water in 5 seconds, do not respond with "roadrunner" because they are fast. They still don't come anywhere close to being able to hold 56 gallons of water. I didn't really pay attention to how much just how fast--in my defense.
And that is all that my life in blog is worth right now. Eeeh. Probably because I can't really blog about the girl who was hardcore making out in the coffee shop. Or going to the leather bar (without anyone dressed in leather). Or the crappy movies that we've been watching on Friday nights (Guys Gone Wild Spring Break Explosion--it kinda sucked). Well I guess I'll have to start taking notes to make this place more exciting.