nothing at all

Today is Thursday and that means nothing. I just needed an opening sentence to start this post. I really have nothing to write about. I actually have nothing to say. Even though this entire blog is about nothing, I have nothing to write about. So it's probably in your best interest to leave now and read no more.

Ok, I found something. I went to spell check this post because I'm a horrible speller. The funny thing is, I was in a spelling bee in 1st grade. I skipped the spelling bee to go skiing, but still, I was meant to be in a spelling bee. Back to the main topic of the paragraph. I'm on the new computer, an imac, using Safari and noticed that the options for posting are not there anymore. There used to be a hyperlink, font settings, and something else. All I have now are spell checker and the picture adder. Now the spell checker doesn't work. Please ignore all grammar errors beyond this point.

The second paragraph is probably the worst paragraph ever written.

Suspenders at work is constanly asking me hard questions. What's worse is that he sits there an waits on a reply. He already knows the answer. Why is he waiting on me to answer? Sometimes I just sit there and have a staring contest with him. He wins everytime. I can't stare at him any longer than 3 seconds. Other times I just ignore the question all together. So he asks it again. Then I begin the staring contest. The awkward silence kills my motivation.

The Playoffs have started! This year I'm putting all my money on the Rockies.

My roommate just told me that he would kill me. "I will freakin kill you." I've never laughed so hard in my life.

Once again Target unloaded my bank account last night. It was all worth it though. I have a real chair to sit in at the computer now. Previously I was sitting in a stool and slumping over like the Hunch Back of Notre Dame. Wonder what the neighbors thought when looking through my window? Also I purchased a beard trimmer. I want to keep the "hippy tree hugger" look. Is that seductive?

The Office was just ok tonight. I didn't laugh as much as normal.

I just got off the phone with The Girl. She is hoarse. I told her she sounded like an old lady smoker. She told me thanks and continued to talk like nothing was the matter. How do you just ignore that? She was scaring me so I had to think of an excuse to get off the phone. I hope she doesn't read this. If I was ever hoarse I'd probably order pizza over the phone and get the senior citizen discount.

What laundry detergent got lots of mileage out of the ad line, "ring around the collar"?

Last entry's answer was Sesame Street.