Tsk Tsk Tsk

So obviously this is the last graded blog post, it should be fantastic. It should also be on time. However, this blog post is neither of those. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.  But, look at it from my perspective, actually don't...I don't really have a good excuse. Honestly though, I thought we were friends, so we should be even by now. Basically time is abstract so on time and late mean the same thing? So just pretend this blog post was great and on time. Or don't. It doesn't even matter.

Forget it.

6 Pet Peeves

I have no idea why, but I have an extremely low tolerance for stupidity. Not to say that I'm not dumb...I mean, look at my last post. Obviously I'm not the brightest crayon in the Crayola box. However, my pet peeves are really trivial things that probably don't bother anyone but yours truly. It's basically people telling me it's not a big deal. When, in fact, it is a MASSIVE deal.

Falling.

I like to think of myself as a talented skier. I mean, considering that I live where 10 ski resorts are, I might just be mediocre. Maybe. I'll I am saying, is that I should get out on the slopes more. Or, just get out in general.

Technical Difficulties

Welcome, one and all to my pity party. It originally was going to be a Tea Party, but I don't drink tea and it's not Tuesday (Thursdays don't count, they sound like thumb). I'm not really into the pity party thing-but I like to complain on mornings like this. So here we go.