I hate blogging. Kinda.
I have so many important things I want to talk about, yet:
- I am tired. Me no want writie.
- It takes so long to explain everything in my head. A two second thought consists of too many words to type.
- Real life is not really that entertaining. I am not a fan of reality T.V. I love movies. Movies=mostly fantastical/exaggerated depictions of real life to entertain/make a point/whatever. Blogging about real life is like the reality t.v. of words.
- Who cares, really? I mean, who will read this regularly except me, Brandon, and maybe Wren? Really.
- I have good movies to watch, good books to read. "3:10 to Yuma" arrived from Netflix today. It already rocks and I'm not even done with it. Hurrah for great flicks! Finished re-reading Dune and am on to Dune Messiah. Hurrah for good books!
- It's easier to talk about meaningless nothings than the meat of my day that matters to me.
- Bowen wears me out. And today was a GOOD day!
3 comments:
If it's not fun to write about it, don't. That's one of my eight billion mottos.
As of now.
In other news, nice use of the bulleted lists!
i am reading.
-Tara
i am reading.
-Tara
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