My Foot is Currently in the Process of Falling Asleep, But is Not Quite There Yet. Guess That's What I Get for Losing My Slippers.

So a couple days ago I went to the airport and noticed a few things. One, there were no subtitles for Spanish or Chinese, it was all Japanese (Hah to those people who say Japanese is useless). My sister and I were bored, so we looked at the map. For about forty-five minutes. Small things amuse small minds. I decided to play Where's Waldo by looking at the key, then trying to find the icons on the map. The results were quite astonishing.

We found on the map the icons for shoe shiner, barber, flowers, you know, the important things. But we noticed, quite a few of the 'unimportant' things were missing. Such as, public phones, customs, FLIGHT INFORMATION, airport security...yeah, these were nowhere on the map. So as long as you're going to airport to shop instead of, you know, fly, you're good.

I'm eating blueberries. They are tasty. We went to a restraunt today, and we ate mints. My sister will only take white mints because I said it makes her look like her mouth is foaming. It's actually so realistic, it's all I can do not to pick up the gun from the nearby deer hunting game and put her out of her misery.
Have you ever played Devil May Cry 3? If you haven't, you should. Then teach me how to do my hair like Vergils. Instant hair gel! Also, the brilliant dialog is not something that should be missed.

Keep an eye on your slippers, they tend to wander. Once I chased a pair of mine all the way down the drive way to the local pond. Then faced with my feet or sleeping with the fishes, they chose fish. :( I honestly thought my feet didn't smell as bad as pond fish, but I guess I was wrong. Well...one did poke it's (do slippers have genders?) head (do slippers have heads? They don't even have tongues like normal feet wearing things...), and tried to console me. It said (its voice was also gender neutral, kinda like Cher) that they'd never really felt at home...at home, so they wanted to try something new. They had always dreamed of the clear blue ocean, but being realistic slippers they went for the next best thing, the translucent-at-best dark green pond. Unfortunately that was only in October, so in freezing Wisconsin, I don't think they're doing so well. I'm fairly sure the pond is frozen clean through, so RIP slippers. Hope the fish were worth it.

I'm a loooosa baby, so why don't ya kill me

Today was a rather uneventful day. It is however the first time I've had to go on a chase to GIVE money. Weird. There was a car, a bank, a building taller than your mom, some plastic, and a light bulb involved. And my left foot. I came close to beating one of my nemisi. Or at least that's how I think you should say the plural of nemisis. Unless I'm wrong, then I will look back on this and wonder how I could have been so blind.

And being blind would suck. They always ask what sense you'd choose to give away if you had too. For me, it would obviously be smell. But then, you wouldn't be able to smell yourself, and that could be unfortunate.

In case you're wondering what's wrong with my English, apparently when I was a child, when asked to do something I would always reply, "I already just did." I think it explains a lot. And if you don't, wellllllll...

I wish I had more to blog about, but I have to get up in about four hours, so I should probably pretend I'm out of time, even when I just told you that I really don't have much to write about today. Oh well. Too bad I'm so lazy I'd rather type this dull description than just press backspace. It makes sense, right? More sense than I do, at any rate. Haha, I talked about being senseless in two different ways in this post. Is that almost a pun? Or should I stop talking now and sle-

Today is the day of my first blog. I'm sure you're all excited. After all, it's quite a monumental step in the history of the internet. Like they say...one small step for doughnuts...one giant leap towards obesity? Eh, maybe I have that part wrong. Well I guess I will use this blog for what ever hidden motives I have....even ones I've hidden from myself. You know, it's harder to find things you've hidden from yourself than to find things hidden by other people. I mean, you can try to guess what they were thinking, or consider where they might hide things. Unfortunately it's very hard to try and think like yourself, and even harder to find the reasoning behind your own reasons. Or maybe that's just me. You want to know the Japanese word for toes? Ashiyubi. You know what that literally means? Feet fingers. Yeah. I'd call that reason if I ever did hear.

Kids, make sure you get proper sleep. Or else you might sound like Gandy. And no one wants that. Not me, and especially not you. Trust me. Unless you want this---:"{}}:":{{:":}.... coming out of people's eyes when you speak...I've seen it happen. When I do speak, words other than 'um' don't seem to be a proper response for some people. So they reply with something only their eyes can say. Some say actions speak louder than words...but really, it's all in the eyes.

Today I learned that one of my friends is on not so good terms with Santa, despite the fact that she delivered candy from him to me. We saw him and she hid, saying they're not on such great terms anymore. Then suddenly the whole place started to sing the 'funny' version of rudolph, with gleeful cries of 'Monopoly' and 'like a light bulb.'

I also learned another one of my friends has touched a moving semi. I'm not sure how she accomplished this, but she describes it as soft. So now you know. AND KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE!

With that little nugget of info, I'm off to bed...or just still sitting in mah chair. Either one, There will be no further communication...until the next time that is! Dun dun dun, bwhaha, and all that jazz.