It's stupid.
It's comic gold.
Seriously, one of these days, I'm going to ask one of you to just get out your video cameras and just follow me around and see my life.
I'm in an odd mood.
I'm just going to write down main points of my life and the lives of others and write a fantastic comedy.
And then my Hollywood career will be launched and I will be able to afford those Modcloth dresses I want (read: "NEED").
Lalalalala!
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da!
Life goes on!
I love the Beatles.
What are guy names that are pronounced the same, but spelled differently?
(I have Stephen/Steven/Stefan, Jaymes/James, and the obvious.)
I want to play allllllllllllllllll of Shakespeare's great heroines.
And some of the heroes, too.
Not to mention, some of the villains.
Oh, the ambition!
I had better get on that work of mine,
If I wish to see the end I hope for.
OH, SNAP.
Iambic pentameter!
I'm done now.
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