Okay, I feel a bit childish for this, but I was super excited when I realized Stigmata commented on my last post thing. Blog, I suppose it be called. xD
Alright, now on to less awesome but still hopefully interesting in some potentially devious or health hazardous way. Or not quite so hazardous and potentially safe. I'm unsure yet. Normally I just randomly rant something ill thought out. I do that. A lot.
Grammar. (Thank the phrase "a lot") My gosh, do I go nuts about people's grammar. Not so much sentence structure I suppose. Mostly just spelling and punctuation. That irritates the few rational thought processes I have attained in these less than many years. I want to correct just about everything I see that is done wrong. IT'S ALL SO TERRIBLE!!!
I do occasionally spell things wrong intentionally. Either as mockery or mockery to the power of 5. Sometimes mockery cubed. It's an absent minded debate to the irrationality of the rational complexities. And by that, I mean I have no idea.
Also, I have random people I don't know following me on twitter. I would ask why in another language but I feel I would butcher the language and have too much respect for languages in general to even remotely attempt it.
I like toast. With peanut butter. It's like an obsession for me. The kind of obsession that can't be dealt with effectively without cutting off my arms, legs and head. Pretty much kill me to end it. I refuse to die, so it'll never happen. My arrogance in the matter precedes reason. I think I used the wrong word. Meh.
I make my own words. For awkward reasons.
I don't normally type this much. Seriously. I don't. Except when I do. Which isn't often. You get the point.
So many gaps. I'm done, have a nice day. Buy me food!!!
Alright, now on to less awesome but still hopefully interesting in some potentially devious or health hazardous way. Or not quite so hazardous and potentially safe. I'm unsure yet. Normally I just randomly rant something ill thought out. I do that. A lot.
Grammar. (Thank the phrase "a lot") My gosh, do I go nuts about people's grammar. Not so much sentence structure I suppose. Mostly just spelling and punctuation. That irritates the few rational thought processes I have attained in these less than many years. I want to correct just about everything I see that is done wrong. IT'S ALL SO TERRIBLE!!!
I do occasionally spell things wrong intentionally. Either as mockery or mockery to the power of 5. Sometimes mockery cubed. It's an absent minded debate to the irrationality of the rational complexities. And by that, I mean I have no idea.
Also, I have random people I don't know following me on twitter. I would ask why in another language but I feel I would butcher the language and have too much respect for languages in general to even remotely attempt it.
I like toast. With peanut butter. It's like an obsession for me. The kind of obsession that can't be dealt with effectively without cutting off my arms, legs and head. Pretty much kill me to end it. I refuse to die, so it'll never happen. My arrogance in the matter precedes reason. I think I used the wrong word. Meh.
I make my own words. For awkward reasons.
I don't normally type this much. Seriously. I don't. Except when I do. Which isn't often. You get the point.
So many gaps. I'm done, have a nice day. Buy me food!!!