I'm still unwell. I made it five minutes into the first period of school (If you Americans have things really different, you should know that each period is 30 minutes long, and there're 11 in a day) before I got sent home. But I wasn't the only one. Looking around the blogs recently, I've noticed that many people are unwell, and I have a theory: Christmas. I believe the massive amounts of stress caused by everyone's favourite time of the year (other than International Raccoon Day, that is)
I promised you raccoons, and raccoons you shall have! A raccoon was recently found behind a garden shed. 'What's strange and-forward-slash-or interesting about that?' I hear you ask. (What do you mean you didn't ask? Spoilsport) Well, the shed was in Scotland Raccoons are native exclusively to North America. Make of this what you will. - PtVM
Hello, reader. If you are reading this, then well done! You are now 'not normal'. Because normal people tend to ignore this blog. You can take that however you wish. I'd prefer you took it as a compliment, though, as I have more than enough enemies on BZP at the moment. Well, if you're still reading this, you must have taken it as a compliment, so I'll get to the point: I recently heard someone use the phrase 'a short second'. I've figured out that it's useless, as a second is a specific meas
I was about to make a blog post... But then I took an arrow to the knee. Yes, this is now pretty much the No. 1 meme now. And I have joined in, thanks to my friend, Stormageddon, who is procrastinating on making a BZP account.
I've noticed my blog isn't very popular. Therefore, I ask: Why? Why isn't my blog as popular as others? Is the title too long? Am I boring? (Because I'm certainly bored...) Is my blog inconspicuous? Are you all just procrastinating and planning to comment? Please answer me! PLEASE! - PtVM
I was so bored today, that I translated the text on the background of BS01: Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine! You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon. Shine
I'm bored at the moment. But, my comic got into the 2011 Advent Calendar! Yay! You'll find it below this line of text: I remember how long it took to make that Santa hat... In other news: There is no other news.
This is my first blog post. Well, that's not entirely true. I have a website with another blog, too. But I think I prefer this one. Anyhow, as the title says, and as the little bit under the title says, this blog is exactly what it says on the tin. A miscellaneous detail at the moment would be that I am unwell. - PtVM
