Leave your boyfriends out of your blogs! I'm looking at you nerddd and random blog I found on Puntabulous. I get it, you found the Final Five and I wasn't one of them. Ronald Moore doing it was bad enough, but I don't need it in my blogosphere. Yeah, yeah, I'm happy that you're happy, but we're done with that. Tack has no place on the internet, just porn, fansites, 'Copter, and the 7th Notion.
But I'm not bitter.
I don't, definitely don't, remember the time the Nerddd shot down my marriage proposal. MP totally stole my hit-on-girls-via-blog-comments tactic.
But seriously, no bitterness. You know why? 'Cuz Saltines are very tasty and I have some. Mmmmm.
:P
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This is my blog...the seventh notion. I'm still not sure what exactly the seventh notion is, or what the other six are, but I'll figure it out at some point. Even though everyone else has a blog, and most of them have..um, I think they call it "content", I'm still gonna make this one. Maybe you'll care what its about (me), or maybe you'll just laugh at me, but at least I won't talk about how important the Lord is to me.
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2 comments:
*Having just read "MP: Reasons he's Swell" *
If I ever give like half of those types of reasons for why I like someone so much, slap me. (no offence Sabs, 8 was bloody brilliant, but I just have issues.)
Speaking of blogging about boyfriends, what about non-boyfriends? I mean, that sorta kills the annual Anti Valentines day celebration. As for saltines v. sex...tough call indeed.
PS- 2nd link is broken, but thanks for the publicity : D
Umm, being part of Ronald D. Moore's Final Five is bad. Really bad.
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