writers block.

i've started probably ten posts since my last one,

written two sentences, and decided i didn't know

what i wanted to write about. so i'm going to write

about not knowing what to write about today.

1. perhaps i'll write about that basketball game against alta last night.

we probably won by like four points. remember how last year alta's

basketball team beat us both times by one point? yeah that's really all

i have to say about that.

2. perhaps i'll write about that spontaneous dance tonight. i'm not going.

i can imagine better ways to spend five bucks. like eating. food is really

good sometimes. like zupas. i get a couple more bucks and i'm good to 

go. why spend five bucks on something that requires energy and stuff. 

anyways.

3. perhaps i'll write about my 100th blog post that is coming up. it's

probably going to be the next post, but i want it to be a good one, so

i won't blog until i have something interesting to write about. unlike 

right now, how i'm writing about one day writing about something cool.

lame post.

4. perhaps i'll write about that new heated blanket that is keeping my 

toesies warm each night. and how it automatically shuts off after a 

certain period of time so it does waste money. maybe i'll metion that

it's brown and pretty soft.  not that you're at all interested in it.

5. perhaps i'll write about how blasted cold it is, and how i'm so 

beyond ready for summer that it's not even funny. but you probably

agree, or already know that. so... that sums up that post.

6. perhaps i'll write about how i'm not cleaning my room right now like

i should be, but then again you really don't care about that either. but

in case you did care, i'm supposed to be cleaning my room right now.

7. perhaps i'll write about how much i loathe school and homework

and how long this entire week has been. i'll complain for a whole post

and consider going on strike or faking the flu for the next week. i don't

like school any more than anyone else.

8. perhaps i'll write about how i have this new bucketlist page on my

blog and you should check it out. yeah. thanks for that post kirsten.

9. perhaps i'll write about how i'm trying to think of ten things i want

to write about, but i can't think of two more, but really just one more

since this is one of them. and then i'll feel really ocd about not having

ten, but it's like whatever.

so there's nine posts for you that serve no purpose.

i don't blame you if you wish that you could have the

last six minutes of your life back to do something that

is actually worthwhile. like cleaning your room. i wish

i could have the last six minutes back, i could be 

done by now. but that doesn't matter either.

 three cheers

for obnoxiously worthless posts.