You know what? No you don't, you're not me, you're not thinking my thoughts. In fact, you're so much unlike me that I *YAWN*....where was I going with that? I dunno...Oh! Right, something funny or interesting fact.
FACT: I do actually have emotions, as shocking as that may seem. I didn't for a while, but I was a teenager and just protecting myself from the abuse you get in high school. I grew out of that.
FACT: Said emotions are...compromising. As logical and scientific as I am, I can't help but be moved by a good story. Especially the ones that I can sort of relate to, or the ones that are just told very well, or other stories that may not be told so well but the speaker has invested a lot of themselves into said story.
tldr? I cry watching movies more frequently than I like to admit. I guess I'm a big softy.
FACT: I find myself hilarious. I look back on old things I've posted on various blogs I've had over the years and I still find myself laughing at things I wrote. Man, so funny....and I keep forgetting how funny I find myself, then go back and see these things and just chuckle like a madman. Not saying that anyone else finds it funny, but I guess some do 'cause I sure as heck know people who laugh at stuff I do. Which may actually just be them laughing at ME, not my hilarity. I dunno, but if you can't laugh at yourself then you're gonna die sooner. True Fact. The radio told me at work.
FACT: Sleepy Tox is sleepy....Errr, Cam. Sleepy Cam is sleepy...that's something I say to my internet-ly connected friends who know me as Tox. So yeah. That's the force of habit.
FACT: Nectarines are delicious. Sidenote: They're totally just hairless peaches. Peach - Fuzz = Delicious. Mmmmm, nectarines.
FACT: I'm saying "fact" too much. And I say "fair enough" more frequently than required. Oh, and "Fun fact" and "side note" and "Also" and "Also also." I have catch phrases I guess.
FACT: Walking a lot is good for me! Yay walking. And I'm typing this without looking, so if I screw up and don't see it, I'm not gonna correct it.
FACT: I am apparently a good typist. Not that any of you actually know that I didn't change anything from that last sentence, and also didn't look for the entirety of it. Just trust me on this one, mkay? Mkay.
So here I am, pretending to be interesting and thinking about what I need to get done this week. I think I've got the plan set up, but I'll go over everything in my head a few more times before any of it comes to fruition. And "need" isn't necessarily the right operative for some of the things on that list. One of which includes practicing drawing via my tablet, which I think will be a good skill to have but not exactly one that's necessary for every-day stuff. Also, cleaning my room is a good idea, I seem to have accrued a few too many dishes. Fortunately, el gato likes to "help" me with them, especially the ones that had some sort of milk-based substance in it. Also: she is adorable and I'm glad she's still alive and stuff. She's gettin' up there in age, I'm pretty sure we determined that she's 14 this year. She's still in good health and very pretty. And since I've been around she's probably in better health than she was in my absence, I actually make sure to take care of any mats that she gets before they get gigantic and really tough to get out.
Yeah, okay, sleepytime.
G'night Blog and those who might read it. I'll facebook link you tomorrow.
Cheers,
~Cam
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