I'm going to write. I wouldn't mind if you'd tell me what I'm doing wrong.
I want one of those blogs with enough followers that I can ask a random question and get enough answers to entertain me for the rest of the day.
Next time I come back I am taking somebody to Palio’s to get a Hawaiian Sunrise pizza. It is gold and needs to be shared. If anyone wants to get me out of the house in the future, that is your sure fire chance.
Things took a good turn! I got myself off of the hydrocodon with a little ibuprofen. Now I get to get back in time to see the nuclear reactors before they close the tours. I will need to make a quick trip back for a follow up appointment with the oral surgeon, but even that will be in the morning leaving me enough time to get back to Gig ‘Em week for fun.
The true meaning of words does not sink in till years later after having them run through your head many times over, screaming their worth. The consequence of this is not only that the message is often times too late but that it can also satisfy us with some relief surrounding the bigger picture.
I hope, real soon, we will all be ashamed of the fact that we were willing to publicly admit that we would rather pour ice water on ourselves, publicly, than donate to charity. If people can at least be ashamed of that then some of my belief in humanity will be restored.