My Day
Well greetings fellow humans.  Aren't these hearts in the background just something?  I told myself to pick the first background I clicked on, and it's just our luck that we got this one.  Well, since this page is titled my day, I'd better tell you about my day. 

1. I woke up
2. I went back to sleep
3. I woke up again to see I had five minutes to get to the bus
4. I went back to sleep
5. Here I am.

That about sums it up, now let's talk about some serious issues.  I suppose I'll open a newspaper and type to you about the first word I point my finger to.  "Or" is the first word i pointed to.  Well, I guess we're in luck, so here's the topic of or...

Can one live in a constant state of 'or?'  Never quite making one's mind up.  Always seeing another oppurtunity or choice and saying, "Or how about..."  I don't know and I don't really care, and it was frankly a waste of time trying to write about the subject of Or.  Can one actually write something worth anything about that word?  I know some French person (It's always the French) who wrote a 200 page essay without using the letter E.  But to try and write something worth reading about 'Or'... Just put a coconut on my head and call me Rodney, because that was pointless.  This rant that I'm writing is pointless.  Pointlessness is seeping out of this text box.  It's becoming like a plague.  Next I'm going to mention something like going to the Circus.  Which I have; Twice.  One, I saw a little poodle doing little trick on little stairs.  Even back then I had a very strict and powerful dislike of small dogs. 

Time to pick a new word, or mabye I should look at something in this room and write about it.
Well hello there.  So nice of you ladies to join me.  I guess I won't have to pick a new topic due to your arrival.  Let's ponder the variables in quantum mechanics shall we?  No?  Then whatever could we talk about?  The beach?  Why yes, I do like to journey to the beach from time to time.  How about it you girls want to go?  Only one of you does?  Allright then, let's go...
Why, what a nice flower you have there.  i remember when I was a child, I used to pick up dandelions and take my thumb and seperate the head from the stem.  HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.. Those were the good old days.  What that wasn't funny?  You want to hear a real joke then?  Okay, what do you get when you have a duck and a cow?  A duck and a cow!!!  HAHHAHAHAHA!!!!  Don't look so sad, at least I tried... 
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