Rising trends in apostrophe placement issues (or: getting older and dumber)
Oh, badness. I have not paid attention to a television in what seems like weeks. At the most inopportune time, I find myself completely ignoring playoff hockey, and constantly missing out on the newest installment of '24', which stars Kiefer Sutherland as a supreme goddamn badass.
Also, I have no Comedy Central in Canada, which means I may as well be living on a peasant farm, with no running water, and with an outhouse that I have to share with a sasquatch who is constantly eating Thai food. I don't know why the over-the-top analogy...
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Here is something from yesterday. I was being nice and innocent, and we were walking along the lake just like a lot of other people. Except that those people had dogs and babies and strollers and toddlers. One of the babies was crying heavily within its stroller, or perhaps having an exorcism performed. It was an epic tantrum of sadness.
H.: "Oh, wow."
Me: "What?"
H.: "That reminds me of your blog."
I am probably paraphrasing. But it was a hardcore cutdown. I almost highfived her. Except that I was too shattered.
Sometimes, I am a sappy guy. I have no checks or balances with which to fend off melodrama. I refuse to apologize.
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I am jogging a lot, which means I am a slave to vanity. Further proof of my mass vanities are the fact that I bought pants that fit, and I bought them at Old Navy instead of Target. I also bought sleek and handsome shirts, or else, they are what I am considering sleek and handsome. I am certainly all about image these days. My soul is all the worse for it.
I have also forfeitedd my cred, which I was using to be momentously popular. The woe is only offset by the fact that I am impressed with my ability to make forfeits.
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This summer will be a good summer. Mostly because I am a sucker for trees and flowers and beautiful landscape sceneries.
I need to plan my trip. Should I go to:
A. Iceland
B. New Zealand, again.
C. Mongolia
D. Iraq
E. United States of America
F. Save money, asshole
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We saw the baby crying, and I said: "That baby reminds me of you."
Then the baby made a particularly woeful wail, and then I said: "That is the sound that your blog makes."
Ha, ha!
Iceland!
Fuckin' Maine, duh.
Also, adammiles.com hasn't worked in a damn long time. Sweet of you to still have the link up, though.
Guatemala.
I wonder if I can thumb a ride there, and if I can, do you think the people would pick up my cats with me?
So curious.
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