Anyway, after downloading some illegal music (which was of inferior quality, only 96 kps, sounded like a scratchy radio receiver), I went and had lunch. It was good stuff. So good I can't remember...oh yeah, now I do! How can I forget eating? Eating is my hobby, for chefs' sakes. But I burn it out by running long-distance. *proudly shows off his bulging leg muscles* *taunts "wanna piss me off?"*
Hmmm....after that, I had to help my dad get rid of trojans in the computer...he is semi-literate, y'know, the word-processing, email-checking, non-geek type. Yeah.
Oh, then, guess what?! Yippie-kay-a! I had to take a dump. Oh it felt good but smelt bad. Cool rhyming, huh? Then I went for jogging. I think I ran about 3.96 kilometers to be exact (sorry, i'm a geek, i can't help it...though i'm an anti-maths geek, which is slightly unusual but nevertheless unique) and burned 200 calories! *one reader drones monotonously "woo-hoo"...* *AHEM* My audience isn't very enthusiastic today...anyway, how could they be considering that I'm writing about stuff everyone else does, d-u-h.
Actually, I like Hummers and huge four-wheel drives and want to grow a goatee so add to the space before geek (somewhere up there) the word "rugged, tough guy" oh....I also am an anti-Reconstructionist young-earth creationist (cool rhyming again, eh? okay, mindfood is seriously boring his readers) who thinks some parts of "design theory" are correct, and the "billion years" view incorrect.
Well, I'm tired now, but since the keyboard's not comfortable enough, I'll have to run upstairs and collapse onto the bed with such tremendous speed that I get the wind knocked out of me like a car airbag, 'cept this one's a pillow.
G'nite folks and see you in eternity.
Yours Half-[whole-heartedly]sincerely,
Mindfood (Bazookas! I didn't know they had such good range of colors. Well, you never know sometimes...truth is stranger than fiction.
Oops, I forgot to put the closing parentheses...please sue me for a hundred billion dollars so that I can be richer than that scum of a human Billy Gates because I'll get the best liar (did I say that...I meant "lawyer") in town to help me. Okay, officially tired. *snores....breathes heavily...wakes up, realizes that he doesn't snore, and goes back to snoring* (psst....I know I managed to evade the question of what I ate for lunch, woo-hoo! Nah, I had a tomato-and-cheese sandwich, and another sandwich flooded with peanut butta...not that great a meal, but better than that Hindu dude swallowing pebbles, but then again, he likes doing it. Nutty people we have in this world. Guten Night. Whatever that means in Germenglish...
