I'm not sure if I should continue to blog,
Or lie low for now.
Lie really really low.
The internet offers the cloak of anonymity,
But some people foolishly chose to turn on the light.
If nobody knows what I'm talking about,
All the more better.

I hope nobody finds out,
And I get through this weekend,
Without getting any heart palpitations.

Had the most bizarre dream last night.
My middle finger was mangled into mincemeat,
And the index finger got chopped off.
Then the chopped off bit was re-attached,
Using lime green thread.
Is this a sign for me,
To stop showing the middle finger when I'm riding?

Kinda worried about my socie term paper.
I haven't chosen a topic yet,
And I fell asleep just now going through the Marx readings.

I haven't tried them before,
But I'm absolutely dying for some Fish McDippers right now.
And McWings.
And Vanilla Coke.

I wonder who the hell reads my blog nowadays.
But anyway,
I'm missing You every second of the day.