I'm a tool, I'm a tool, I'm a tool

Guess what interwebs, I feel like blogging. You'd better run. Run fast. As Gandalf would say "Fly you fools!"

As the days in 2010 tick over and my little about me description becomes increasingly inaccurate (as does Marzieh's last blog post title) I am becoming a better person, with a definite purpose to my life and this sometimes hazy journey that has been my past is now surging forward with authority and distinction.

Quick explaination on that sentence, I liked the first half of it but then I didn't know how to finish it so instead of deleting I just came out with some random crap about me being well-adjusted. As to if I am or not I leave that you decide, as I believe this blog is a choose your own adventure sort of deal.

You open the hatch (turn to page 38)

OR

You wait till emergency crews rescue you risking death in 30 seconds (turn to page 67).

(page 38) You open the hatch. Air rushes into deep space but your space suit gets caught on the latch of the hatch door and the ship explodes before you make it to safety.

(page 67) You wait till emergency crews rescue you but your space suit gets caught on the latch of the door between the rescue pod and your doomed ship. The ship explodes before you make it to safety.

That'd get me.

Have fun being dead. I hear it's like being on holiday with a group of Germans.

This will make sense if you read the previous post. Have a nice day.

May contain traces of nuts.

"And as he drove on, the rainclouds dragged down the sky after him, for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him, and to water him."

from So Long and Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams

For some reason I find that really endearing and cute. I mean, who wouldn't want big fluffy clouds to love them? Awww. Except you'd then get rained on all the time. But I'm just imagining these cartoonish fluffy white clouds holding hands (?), with smiley faces that don't have noses while raining on Rob McKenna.

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy triology is really a worth read. I've just finished reading the fourth one and am about to start the fifth book of the 'increasingly inaccurately named triology'. I've read the first four once before but never finished the fifth because I got distracted by a cute puppy that happened to be sitting by the side of the road in my house. It was quite a complicated series of events actually. But moving on...

Er... this is where the blog ends.

SPARKLERS! smiley face!