A Story for Emm

A really good friend of mine chewed me out yesterday when she read my post about my adventure with Amigop. She was really upset that I would even consider littering in the first place. And she has a excellent point. I don't normally litter I promise. I truly do love our planet as much as the next guy and just to prove to you (and to Emm) that I very rarely partake in such shenanigans I have a story. It is a story of my conversion from a litterer to a non-litterer that took place my junior year in high school. (Also, Emm is one of my few blogger friends that I have actually hung out with in person - heck I trusted her to dye my hair - so you should definitely take a look at her blog. There's a link in my sidebar)

I had a caption here but accidentally deleted it and don't remember
what it was...

We Have to Say... Sexual

A comment was just left on my blog that looked like this: 

Adventure Time With Amigop (My Life is a Movie)

I am a SuperGenius. There isn't a whole lot more to that statement. It simply is what it is. There is one problem though, even though I am a SuperGenius, I rarely take the time to think out my SuperGenius ideas before executing them. So even though my ideas are excellent, they almost ALWAYS have terrible outcomes.

Apparently I share this trait with Wile E Coyote because if you Google
search "super genius" you find a crap ton of pictures of him.

Tampon Flowers

If you would have told me that I would end up writing a post that is titled using the word tampon, I would have never started a blog. In fact, I probably would have thrown my MacBook in the pond. These are actually really crazy solutions for me because without my MacBook, I would find it very hard to live. So it would almost be like drowning myself in the pond. It's not that I am scared of feminine products, or even extremely grossed out by them, it's simply that tampons aren't exactly a very interesting thing to write about.. It almost feels like I've taken ten steps backwards in the writing progression.