7:30 p.m.
A few things, before I get back to my regular schedule of sketching/randomness
1. Couldn't somebody bring me some ice cream? I would totally marry somebody who brought me some ice cream right now. (Provided, of course, that this person was of the opposite gender, because we in America are a little uptight about it going the other way, even though I already have a wife named Emily, whom I haven't seen for several years, but we still refer to each other as "wifey" because we took our vows very seriously. Hah. It's a long story, and probably not as interesting as you may think it is.)
2. My butt is numb. I'm sure you don't care, but it's true, regardless.
3. Okay, to alleviate the butt numbness, I'm standing and typing now. And the song "This Is How We Do It" (Montell Jordan) is playing on my iPod. Yeah, I'm kind of embarrassed that I own this, but for the record, I bought it for Jamelah's Super 90s Mix, and let me tell you... this song was the jam the summer after 10th grade, and I had a friend who played it on repeat for an hour at this party I went to. This was the same party where I ended up laying down on the stairs and everybody thought I was drunk, but they were oh! so! wrong! Anyway, my point, Dear Reader, is that I AM DANCING AND BLOGGING! All hail multitasking.
Hasta las ocho.
1. Couldn't somebody bring me some ice cream? I would totally marry somebody who brought me some ice cream right now. (Provided, of course, that this person was of the opposite gender, because we in America are a little uptight about it going the other way, even though I already have a wife named Emily, whom I haven't seen for several years, but we still refer to each other as "wifey" because we took our vows very seriously. Hah. It's a long story, and probably not as interesting as you may think it is.)
2. My butt is numb. I'm sure you don't care, but it's true, regardless.
3. Okay, to alleviate the butt numbness, I'm standing and typing now. And the song "This Is How We Do It" (Montell Jordan) is playing on my iPod. Yeah, I'm kind of embarrassed that I own this, but for the record, I bought it for Jamelah's Super 90s Mix, and let me tell you... this song was the jam the summer after 10th grade, and I had a friend who played it on repeat for an hour at this party I went to. This was the same party where I ended up laying down on the stairs and everybody thought I was drunk, but they were oh! so! wrong! Anyway, my point, Dear Reader, is that I AM DANCING AND BLOGGING! All hail multitasking.
Hasta las ocho.
