Do you see what I did there?
Also, you guys are pulchritudinous. I hope I didn't offend any babies. It is not a swear.
It means beautiful. Isn't that absurd?
I apologize for the extended distance I've kept between you and I, but it hasn't been for naught.
I'll have you know that I got a job at a movie theater. Hopefully someday, when I'm famous or the president, I will conduct interviews consisting of myself and my Golden Retriever. He or she will ask about my movie theater job, and I'll answer them. Sometimes we'll laugh. I'll laugh extra hard when people walk by. Hopefully this will result in jealously instead of the funny farm.
What I mean by all of this is that I am currently working on a new post. It's a story post. Not a stalling-because-I-am-too-lazy-to-post-but-if-anyone-asks-I'll-just-remind-them-of-this-filler-post post. And it's the one you voted as the next one.
Bees.
After bees, another poll will begin. Because the other two tied. There is no such thing as poll tie breakers, and if there is, tell me.
So be excite. But not too excite, friends, because it may not live up to the high expectations that I'm sure have arisen. But hopefully there will be something in it for everyone.
I try to keep a drawring in each post, so I shall include a real photograph of my new Kindle - with which I am having a strange love affair and am quite satisfied.
Isn't it pulchritudinous?
I end on one note that I hope your noggins absorb. I am typing this at 4 in the morning, which is, as you know, the time that both sense of humor and judgement deteriorate.
That said, I have no clue how to conclude this. So I guess I'll ju
