i wonder what i'll be like at seventy one years old.
today i was making a granita at work [it's like a frappacino] and the blender exploded on me.
that was so fun. it went everywhere. on me, the counter, the floor.
the man was nice about it. i made him a new one. actually, i cleaned up. the two other girls made him a new one.
it bothers my Dad that i write in lower case letters on the internet.
[note: i capitalized the D in Dad]
when i say bothers i don't mean BOTHERS.
it's just...one of those things.
he feels that it's a destruction of the English language.
[note: i capitalized the E in English]
he feels that it's like when people talk quickly on the internet and the substitute "u" for "you" and "ur" for "your/you're." substituting numbers for words, so on and so forth.
when a language is destroyed, obviously the intellect of the people speaking the language begins to decline.
isn't this in 1984? right right?
well. sometimes i can't help it. i will try to speak in full words and sentences.
sometimes, however, something just calls for a sentence fragment.
a sentence calls to begin with "and."
sometimes, blog entries look better when written all in lower case.
i think so, anyhow.
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