26 minutes later...

I am attempting to make a coherent post in 26 minutes.  Nah just kidding it isn't going to be coherent.  But it will fulfill the "post" part quite nicely.  Ready? BEGIN.

So I went on my blog today for the first time in forever and realized, "Hey I haven't made a post here in around 65 million years, maybe I should make another one."  Everyone (everyone in my imagination, that is) agreed that this would indeed be a fantastic idea, so I decided to commit to it, right before the big varsity game at 7 that EVERYONE SHOULD GO TO.  We're leaving at 6:30 as a matter of fact.  It's gonna be spectacumazing.  I made up that word.

In sad news, I witnessed a death in my head today.  The unfortunate victim was... well I tell the whole story in dialogue because I'm feeling edgy today:

Me: (walking to my car in the parking lot after school and stopping at my friends car) Hey Brandon (is that really how we greet each other? I'm not sure. I honestly have no idea.)

Brandon: Hey.

(Conversation ensues.)

After a few minutes:

Me: (pointing to his truck) Hey I just realized that your exhaust faces to the side.

Brandon: Yeah (I think he said something else, but I was feeling really weird today and can't remember what else was said).

Me: It's too big to fit an egg inside.

Logan: (oh yeah he was there too...) Maybe an ostrich egg...

Brandon: Ostrich eggs are huge.  (He made a large circle with his hands) One ostrich egg equals, like, three omelots.

Me: There's an ostrich in my head.

Logan: Three eggs?

Brandon: No, like three omelots-

Me: I think I'll name him Larry.

Logan: Larry...?

Brandon: -So that's like 10 eggs or something...

Me: Larry was just shot by a poacher.

I don't remember what was said after that point.  I'm starting to think I have bad memory problems.  I considered that maybe I have some rare form of extreme narcissism and only remember things specifically about me, but then I realized I couldn't remember much of what I said today either, so I ruled that out.

I've been very talkative today.

2 minutes left...

I've been all talkative for about 6 or so months now, and it's going alright actually.  Used to be painfully shy, and now I'm a social butterfly.  That rhymed.

The end.

UPDATE: Larry is, in fact, alive and well.