"My Thumb Instead Of An Onion"

Okay, so apparently Blogger somehow heard my inaudible cries [okay, complaints] about the too-long-ness of the comment word verification words. One time I had one that was 8 letters long! I was like, "Dude, I'm not a robot, calm down and let me comment on my own blog." Anyways! [I know that's not a word], I am happy to announce that in my recent Adventures In Comment-Land I have received several very short -a couple even just four letters!- words.

On another note entirely, apparently I really suck at getting my point across and am no good with words at all. =( Or maybe I have just been talking to especially dumb people lately. Either way, it frustrates me. Yes, I know I sound like the typical angry, semi-gothy, "No one understands me!" middle schooler [except that I'm not angry, semi-gothy, or in middle school]. Which is not what I meant at all. . .

Wow. This is gonna be one of those blogs that I re-read after I post it and go, "Wow. This is so disorganized and retarded and I hate it," isn't it? Yes, it is. Oh well. At least I can say I called it.

On another note entirely, Shane Schmaltz [yes, brother of Tess Schmaltz] is a nice boy. And not even in a "Yeah, nice. . . for a boy! Hahaha!" kind of way. He's a nice person. So, yeah, ::sends electro-hug to Shane::

Whoa. That sounded scary. Like, RAWR! ELECTROSHOCK!

Speaking of which, thumbs up:
........................................ to The Bell Jar second time around.

Thumbs up to it the first time around, too. But yes, either way, me and Juan pretty much <3 Sylvia Plath.