what? i can't say something?
couple of funny things that i had to mention. (yes, i had to mention them, lest i die.)
first, i noticed that someone recently clicked on my diary after searching for "fluffy ducks". curious, i clicked on the link to duplicate the search, and there was my entry as the second result.
now, imagine what sort of person might be searching for "fluffy ducks". some small innocent child, perhaps, and here's what they get: a day with the ducks, followed by the description, and what does it say?
"fluffy: let's go outside and do it"
alas, i am perverting the minds of young children everywhere.
okay, that took way too long, didn't it? i am too impatient to figure out the proper timing for funny stories, but i want so badly to tell them, so i just fling them out to get it over with.
here's the other interesting thing. i looks like somebody is peeking at my li'l ol diary from somewhere in sweetwater, texas, at texas technical college. (or perhaps they are at cisco junior college, which is affiliated in some mysterious way?) at any rate, i of course live right around thither and i'm curious to know who you are. reveal yourself, knave!
yeah, it's probably someone that i told to read my diary. at any rate, since i've started using words like "thither" in the middle of otherwise normal sentences, i'd say that it's time to flee this magical typing box and return to the world of dull reality. sleep tight, kiddie-o's, and i'll try to do the same. g'night.