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)
ORYou 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.
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