Here we are, at the precipice of lunacy. At our feet lay our dreams and aspirations, slain by our apparent yearning for internet self-disclosure ... okay, I lost myself in my dizzying intellect.
This is my, Matt, first blog attempt. That's right. I can't get enough writing for my own amusment, writing that's rarely appreciated by such intellectual sages as my open-enrollment university English professors and the desperate-to-not-fail students of said university.
(Disclaimer: Weber State University is a fine educational institution and in no way deserves the criticism dealt by this demented author. I'd still like to issue them a raspberry, though, for the run-around initiated at trying to matriculate and for the abuse of requiring many, multiple-page papers about boring topics of no import to society. So there.)
By way of introduction, this -
- is our family unit, average in almost every way, except for basically all measurements of an average family. The obvious shortfall of being average is we're missing the .5 kid. We aren't sure how to get one half of a child, but when we find one, we will be well on our way to averagedom.
Hey, anybody know when I should just hit post? I could just keep writing or whatever. Maybe I'll make another post in a little bit, about a specific idea, but with an equal portion of idiocy.
1 comment:
Worst first post ever. Worse than Shakespeare's "Things I Have Pooped On and Other Amazing, But True Sonnets!"
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