Where I live, it is currently... 12:07 AM, Central Time Zone. I was just recently playing Mario and Sonic at the Olympic Winter Games. I had spotted Birdo and bought the Platinum Card. My grandpa and my mom are listening to Santana. Black Magic Woman is playing as I type this. A few minutes ago, Mom was continuously pestering me to dance with her. Now it's 12:10 AM. Anyway, I complied for a minute or two, using such moves as the Lazy Robot, the Wave, and the Squat (which I'm pretty sure I made up, as I don't know whether or not somebody else came up with it before me.) Black Magic Woman just ended. Now it's 12:12 AM. You're probably wondering why I'm making this post. To tell you the truth, I'm not too sure why myself. It's a new year, so I guess I didn't/don't think I should still leave my Christmas post up. Now it's a quarter past midnight. I can't figure out for the life of me as to why I'm still typing. Is this what being stoned out of my mind feels like? I wouldn't know. Yesterday (up until 17 minutes ago) would have been Elvis Presley's 75th birthday had he not died on the toilet. Was that too soon? Heh heh. Speaking of it now being Saturday, I wish the CW4Kids still had Kirby: Right Back At 'Ya! as part of it's Saturday morning lineup. Now it's 12:21 AM. Am I the only one who thinks Kirbopher should make Season Four of TTA? I highly doubt it, but you can never be too sure, right? You know what other website you should visit? Cracked.com, that's what. I highly recommend episodes of Cracked TV by Michael Swaim, creator of
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The most recent one is the Six Creepiest Videos Aimed at Children. Should I stop typing now? I don't know why, but I Don't Wanna Stop. Wow. Three links in one post. You know what? I think I'll stop now.

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Did I ever tell you that bugs seem to love me? I seem to be one of those people who give off a scent that attracts bugs more so than other people. I don't really mind, as I like to scratch the bug bites. It's 12:32 AM...