My Brain No Worky

I don’t wanna blog. My brain doesn’t want to make real words. I just want to lay in bed and catch up on How I Met Your Mother. Tomorrow I have to go grocery shopping and figure out how to make tiramisu. Is that how you spell that? I think it is, but it has a red squiggly line under it. I don’t care. I rather look like a dumbass. It underlined dumbass too. I need a nap. And some nachos. I’m still sick. Blogging is dumb. I miss my old blogs. Go look at my first ten. They’re freaking fantastic. Now they’re kinda crappy. I’m not good at this. I’m tired. Can we be done now? I barely know what tiramisu is. It underlined it again. Can we be done now? I’m done now. Okay. Bye bye. I’m not drunk I swear. 

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