Monday Bear

So I decided to blog more and less. By this, I mean I’ll blog more often, and make my blogs shorter. Is that Okay? I mean, do you kids like the classic longass weekly blogs, or would you prefer a shorter twice a week/ thrice a week/ fice a week blog? Let’s make a game out of it. You can vote (comment) for which style you like, and I’ll blog however the winning team chooses.

At least for a little while. But inevitably, it is my blog, afterall.

Here are the teams you can choose to be on ? :

Team Casserole: You guys want a shorter, more frequent blog.
Team Mamelons: You guys want the classic long, weeklyish blog.

“VOTE OR DIE, BITCH”

- Puff Daddy P.Diddy

After you read the rest of this blog:

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Translation: I’m typing this with a frog puppet on my hand. It sings three different songs: London Bridges, Old MacDonald, and Frere Jaques. There’s also a duck.

I guess I would make a bad Strong Bad.

But maybe a good Strong Good. Eh?

Here are some things I have done today:

• Get lubed (my car, that is)
• Buy breakfast for Matteo
• Laundry
• Call various friends to come over and play scrabble. If you’d like to do so, call me. If you’d like to do so and don’t know my number, contact me via comments.
• Poop twice.
• Cuddle
• Played with this chicken clacker.
• Read
• You don’t know if the last one was pronounced “reed” or “red”. It was “reed”.

Here are some things I’ve yet to do:

• More laundry
• Favee’s party
• I was about to write down something that has something to do with a present for someone, but I forgot that that person reads my blogs. So nevermind.
• Skunk.
• Get dressed.
• Make Matt massage my feets.
• Hang out with someone. I think I’m suffocating him.
• I’m entirely too sexual and I don’t like that.

Liz: Hey, Matt, did I ever tell you about that time that I…
Matt: Probably.

Ha! I love that man. It would be cool if he wrote me a song or something.

Remember those kids that bragged about all the things that were wrong with their screwed up emotions? Guess what. Times up. They’re still out there.

I’m going to send Lia something.

Matt and I were sitting next to each other, on the same couch. We were both on our computers. That’s how we connect.

To the internet.

So in conclusion, I’ve been kind of lax on thinking of something profound to say. Hold on:

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