I mean, who doesn't like pie?

So not that the blogging world misses my amazing and profound blogs on life (sarcasm), but I have been rediculously busy being a student. Well I mean REALLY being a student. Its four days before I finish my last exam, then summer, and only now have I been spending my nights, and early early mornings at the local 24 our Country Style and the University library. Wow, I'd say it feels really great, but its actually pretty sad, but we won't talk about that.

Oh but, do let me tell you about my love for this Country Style. I guess well, I am a Timmy addict, but never have I found a calm place to study, where I can spend my nights over a coffee and some books, listening to some beautiful Kate Nash, Iron and Wine, Elvis Costello and dream about how my marks are going to be soo---- okay wait, wait , wait I definetly can't bs anymore. I really am the worst possible student every and am only kicking it in gear now because, its the end of the year and I've gotta play off that miraculous reputation of slacking, but doing amazingly well..you know (even though I totally don't...but shhh).

But in all actuality I figure my final exam I can at least put in a half assed effort, which actually is turning out to be a full fledge ass effort, which I ain't to proud about, cause I like my ass the way it is thank you very much. But 100 pages read in one day thank you very much, though Im pretty peeved about it taking away from my oh so exciting blogging social life. I mean, seriously..would I rather get good grades and become successful and make millions and have the cutest little kids ever and have play dates with my old highschool chums and dinner tea parties when I become old and grey----or would I rather sit at my computer, stare and the screen and blog my life way?...uh easy...the LATTER ..derrr. Pftttttt, who needs to be succesful?

But again, in all seriousness I really did miss my little baby I've got going. Not blogging for 2 whole days can't happen anymore. Maybe I should start blogging with one linerss, though I guarentee they won't be as good as my buddy whose this passionate fella. I'll be like "Hey 'Jimmy(code name)," and he'll be like "Tough times don't last, tough people do." I'll proceed to compliment him and say damn, thats some uh, profound words there, and then he'll go on saying " Life is like a scale. Balance is needed, in doses." And..I'll be something like "Alllrighttt...there...buddy...Im gonna go wash my shoe." hahah. No, but really he is pretty dandy. I'd marry him if he wasn't engaged..at..21. But , since he is he could TOTALLY right my vowes, I'd pay him..well maybe not in cash, and no defiently not in the way you're all thinkin, more like in the form of pies. Cause I mean, who doesn't lie pie right?

Well, I just have to say I am so excited for Friday to come and go: that way I can clean my room, burn my school stuff and maybe cook a nice hearty dinner for the family...or sleep. Sleeping all day would be glories. BUT, Friday also means that Sunday's a c'min which means a 40 , and 12 pack of Keiths (my lover), a couple movies and an X-large pizza, plus a couple of my closest girls , sittin back and relaxing old school. Once Sunday comes, let me tell you, Mondays next. Once Monday's here, that means my new eating habits come into play. Heck yes thats right. Yours truly is going to stop eating for comfort, the way she ate for comfort during her exams. No more hamburgers with bacon...covered in cheddar jack cheese with a diet coke and a frosty chocolate milkshakeeeeee ..wow. Totally almost went into a food coma.

But I can promise you one thing, one Friday rolls around, you won't have to hear about my life, well actually read about my life if we shall say. Instead I'll get back to writting about profound things like the children next door who stare out their windows at my cat.

Until then I hope those beds are made, and those breakfasts are eatin.

Cheers mates, (totally want to be australlian)

Hi my name is Facebook

" Hi, my name is Facebook and I am probably THE larges social network on the internet. Myspace has got nothin on me! Course I cater and focus to high school and college/univeristy students, but lately I've got some hot brawds and older pimps makin their profiles and showing me the love. Hey, I have to say though, I REALLY don't mind. I mean, I've got some cougars jumpin at me, tellin all their friends about me, then they come into the circle and its like one big orgy party.

Anyways, before I get even more excited about them ladies, I've gotta brag about the millions of users all over the world that are a part of me. I'll tell you though, Im wayyy to cool for school. Pfftt, everyone would much rather look at me then at their lectures.Though I guess before I get even more self-righteous, which I am thank you very much, I'll tell you that I know everything and anything about anyone and anywhere. These people that are under my power, TOTALLY spill the beans in their little "notes." OH and in their events they post/attend, which I of course know about, means that I can TOTALLY go to and meet some more ladies.

Oh and DAMN, pictures can't forget them. No we can't. Pictures of ALL kinds. Pretty sexy I'd say. I'd say Im a pretty lucky fella. I've got strippers posted on peoples pages that I have VIP access to, none of this bullshit "can't see that, cant touch that" like you'd see in the strip clubs. Im too good for that. But I mean, seriously...I get to see people at their worst and at their best, drunk off their heads, hyper off the hizzie, in bathing suits..DAMN. I tell you, if I ain't a pimp, no one is.

So I've definetly got the inside scoop, the popular factor, and of course I'm a millionaire. I've got thousands of companies using me to try and get just as popularized, but I don't mind cause Im gettin' the cashola baby. Seriously though, millions of companies want their adds all over me cause Im THAT popular and they pay me shitloads. I mean do you know how much it costs PER second? A crazy amount that I GET. But thats top secret agent information. I love my power.

Oh and applications, hell what can I say about that. I mean, course they make my game a litlte slower, A LOT slower actually. I mean, I'll load Candy's page (my # 1 stripper picture on facebook) to stalk her a bit, but then she'll have all these applications that she keeps adding, from other people who keep uploading them onto my mainframe. Anyways, it'll take minutes upon minutes to load her page...and I kind of get jelous that all these random people have a part of them on HER page...but so long as I load her page and get a few seconds in, Im good. I don't really need that much time, get in and get out if you catch my drift ; ).

Anyways, like I said I my name is Facebook and I am a part of your life, your friends life, yeah even your pets lives, so get used to it cause I'm just that popular. Oh and while you're at it, on me I mean ; ) , remember that I'm watching your every move, and so is everyone else. But thats okay with me, cause I am JUST that popular. "

Hope you liked my little satiracle (can I call it that?) blog on Facebook. I do love fb don't get me wrong, but I mean it really is crazy how out of hand its getting. Leave me your thoughts.

Anyways, until tomorrow, put that hat on and go dance outside.

Cheers.