Triumphant Return To Blogging!
And now it's January. I suppose a lot has happened since last I blogged, but I am skipping over it. That's right. It's skipped. Deal with it. So, I'm skipping the Bengals painful elimination from playoff contention. It's skipped. Skip it three times. That elimination was so painful it should be on MXC. Ugh. I'm skipping Thanksgiving and Christmas. And the elections. And every stupid thing The X-President has done since I last blogged. It's all skipped. We pick up the story say... last weekish some time? So, New Year's is skipped as well. Sorry Bree! The party was great but... It's skipped. Ditto for Matt and Monica's birthdays. They be skipped. All that Nickelodeon GAS Rob, Matt, Dave and I watched? You better believe it's skipped.
So, last week... Last week I caved in and ordered a beanbag chair. A beanbag chair from something called Sumo. A beanbag chair which received recommendations that I had not thought a mere beanbag chair could receive. Recommendations which would seem more appropriate applied to scented oils or powerful aphrodisiacs or even THE VERY WOMB FROM WHICH WE ALL EMERGED AND TO WHICH WE ALL LONG TO RETURN. The reviews were that good. So I ordered one. But it isn't here yet!!
Since Matt got Phantasy Star Universe for his birthday ... I went ahead and finally used the amazon gift certificate my parents got me for my birthday... which I guess was also skipped - DAMN!! Oh well. Anyway, I ordered it as well, so hopefully I'll get that around the same time I get my chair. And I can play it. And sit in my new chair. At. The. Same. Time.Man that is going to be awesome.
Work is about the same or maybe a little better.
Oh, I also subscribed to some magazines. I think that was yesterday... I've been sleeping a lot. I mean a LOT. A bunch of people went to roller derby, but I slept instead. I mean, they'd already got me a ticket. I had to pay for a ticket I didn't use. It became a ticket to Slumberland. Which is worth whatever I paid for it I guess.
The big news though, is that I am not allowed to buy an iPhone. In 6 months or whenever they come out. I'm not allowed. Everyone that reads this is responsible for making sure I don't buy one. Tell all your friends. They're responsible too. Everyone is. We're all responsible for making sure Jordan doesn't buy an iPhone. Because, well, he's gonna. Unless you stop him!!!The last thing I'm going to write about is the way I've been shamefully neglecting my friends Rob and Kiran. Rob wrote me at least one e-mail and left me a voicemail, and I have yet to get back to him. So I will now. I'm posting this and then I'm writing Rob an e-mail. Away!
SWEET CHRISTMAS!!!
Luke Cage
posted by Kid Showbusiness @ 11:25 PM
3 Comments:
Man, who would choose sleep over roller derby? Only someone who should not buy an iPhone!
I am glad someone finally posted again on this blog after I checked it 1 million times.
That's a pretty good line. Start practicing that for June-ish. Yes, keep checking for more updates!
Yo, you don't want an iPhone, becuase it's not shaped like a phone.
Think about it:
Phone Rings, you answer. It's a friend you haven't talked to in a long time. "Hello friend!" you say. And then proceed to catch up for an hour. You hang up the phone.
Repeat a dozen times.
Now, your once shiny iPhone is covered in face grime. And you can't wash it. And you're like, "Ew. I don't want to put that thing near my face." Maybe I should buy something that is actually shaped like a phone.
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