If there’s one title to call this big son of a bitch, it’s not up here. So I’m gonna call it… scrumtralescent.

I’m thinking about Chris Reed. Why am I thinking of Chris Reeed? My mouth is sitting wide. Why am I…- Okay Tap. Tap. Tap-tap. Hmmmm……Hmmmm… I’m typing this very pensively. Tap.
Tap.
Tap. Whoops. I didn’t actually mean t pop down a couple spaces there. It was just. I don’t really know. Not know ‘ooh, mysteriously like
Fuck. Okay. That really didn’t go as planne.d I’m paving a one way concrete street here, as I type. I can’t go back and fix things, or lelse they’ll flat out disappear the thoughts will disappear and I won’t… I canb’t even exaplin an idea. Haddaway? Why haddaway? ?What the hell. That didn’t even/… Okay. I’m not looking at the screen. I’m actively trying to type in things, like, things. Oky, why okay? Stop saying okay. Geezus. Oka- hmmm. Wait, go. NMow go. Okay. Potlucks? THisdseems to be the topic on hand. If someone would just, fill me in. I’m not even talking about anything real. Just go with potlucks my brain says, I go with potlucks. But really, what we’re discussing is.,. well. N…we’re discussing nothing,. I’m talking to myself. This isn’t two sided. I’m gonna just start fucking frsh brvsudr tyjst’s what th players are callin for! Alright! Cozwey in the ribght field with the swing and the miss. Gregoire stuymbels, crosses the buzz=line, it’s over over it’s over! Touchy Feely has obviously worked it’s way into my suvbcconscience here. And my boat is swaying to the left.By botra I mean human, me, Body,
Winaginf,!
/ihase/fgiFixed. Upright. Good to be alive. Whoa.
This must be what Rose felt like at the end of Titanic, chartering her name as Rose Dawson. Man, that’s tough. I mean, hooray SURVIVAL<>

Well, I must say, this has definitely been one of my worst blog entries to date. Huh.
I’m glad it only took ten minutes. Make that fifteen minutes. That’s a huge difference with the whole ten only consisting of three letters, when spelled, as opposed to seven letters in the word-number fifteen. Independence Day was a fantastic movie. Fantastic. Jeff Goldblum is rockin’. Was rockin;. Who where the fuck did he go? He was fantastic. Dry as a nutshell here, gonna go get a beverage. Good game, good game. Another time, computer wizard. ‘Ho ho, as always Jordan.’

NOTE: I meant to post this... entry... a few days ago, but my computer lost its internet connection indefinitely. Now I'm posting it, and yes, I was under the influence of drugs whilst it was written.