I can't think of a clever titile for this post so this will have to do.

note to readers: this is complete nonsense, so, with you in mind I suggest you skip this post and do something productive, because this post is anything but productive. If you have nothing better to do, however, by all means, read on! Thank you kindly.

Ever wonder what's going on in someone's mind? Here's a sneak peak into mine:

Star Wars is my life story. (I do realize after this statement you may find me a nerd and maybe even a loser, and that's okay. I think so, too).

My friends are getting married. Oh good? No. It's not. I'm not ready for all this grown up stuff. Why must we grow up? Why marry at all? Why can't things stay the way they are. Marriage, no thank you.

Young Women Program, you have failed me. Homemaker? Psh, sorry, no can do. Zucchini bread attempt = one messy kitchen, having no clue what I'm doing and actually, surprisingly, the bread came out in one piece. Geez, it's a miracle!

Harry Potter. All I can think of, speak of, read of, be of, love of...? That didn't sound right. I have convinced myself I am a witch. In 10th grade, I went to a school where all the subjects were taught using Latin, we even made spells - in Latin. I think it was some preparatory school for Hogwarts.

Singles Ward. Still adjusting...

I should really be taking a shower for tonight's activity. The hygiene I've presented is disgusting. No shower in two days, the acne that decided to plant it's spawning ground upon my forehead is vanishing, my legs are looking quite manly due to the fact that I haven't shaved in two weeks. The hair needs to be a certain length before I can wax it, so I can justify this excuse.

Gosh, I should finish designing my blog and get on with the "something special's coming". Remember this? It's still coming...

I received the most darling hello from what feels like a-long-lost-friend. Now I'm off to mail her a letter.

Anyone want to climb a mountain with me this weekend?

May the force be with you.