The Seahawks

Like so many people in Seattle, I unite my voice to theirs and say who cares about the Seahawks and their superbowl dreams. The word superbowl was used without permission, FYI. What I do care about though is that Starbucks are closing down left and right. Hahahahahha. Wouldn't that be nice? The quickest way for Seattle to shed its super fakeness image is to throw Starbucks out. But then, all those people would be without a job, and I don't approve of this message. But seattle is a fake big city. Everybody knows it. It's just a bigger version of a little city. What's good about Seattle proper? Nothing really. Oh wait, nope, nothing really. Now, the eastside has its good points. But it actually doesn't either. In conclusion, don't move to the northwest, and if you already live here, you've come to the right place. San Dimas High School Football RULES!!

Why I don't use my blog to make money

Making money on the internet is for dorks and rich people. Why should I make money with my mind when I can earn a hard living everyday like everybody else. Except some I know named...Hahahaha, you thought I was going to name Roger Harrison. Oooops. Sorry Roger. I know you're a stupid loser, but I didn't want to publish your name on the internet, but it sort of just came out. What can I do? Now everybody knows you're a slacker.

I was thinking about games this afternoon because when I get homne from work it's the afternoon. I like that about my job, but that means I have to leave in the morning at 5am and that I don't like so much.

Another thing I like about my job is that they buy me things like a 6x8 intous 3 tablet. This employer will remain nameless except that they are the largest retailer on the planet earth and thus in whole galaxy and their name rhymes with wal-mart. That's right, I work for Walmart, except I'm only kidding because when did Walmart ever do anything nice for any of their employees except make 6 of them 6 of the 10 richest people on earth. And nobody even cares about that.

When in Rome, do as the Romans; ride vespas and drink italian soda and eat italian ice cream. Those are my final words of wisdom until I write more words of wisdom.