Paranoia Whilst Blog Posting at Libraries


I was going to title this blog post something incredibly inappropriate, like…well, you probably don’t even want to know the way my mind works on occasions like these. However, the point is that I am sitting at my local library (Like, 26 miles from my house), and every time someone passes me, I don’t want the feeling that they’re breathing down my neck and assuming I’m writing a porn about gorillas or talking about the day I found a cell phone in my…ahem…

It does feel good to be posting from a computer. It also feels good to know that in just two days…I will have published 200 blog posts. Wow. That’s the new 100. Except better. I’m super happy that I have come this far, I really am, but let us stop gloating and move onto other, probably less important matters.

Yesterday, I did nothing. At all. I mean, okay, so I made some monies babysitting the Whovians again, and made some french toast, but really, it was not the pique of excitement by any means. Evan has managed to give me a bloody nose the last three times they came over, though, so that’s a record. He should get a trophy…covered in blood. What am I saying? He’s only 6! A trophy covered in fake blood will do just fine.

Now,  I am trapped at a library in Menomonie, having renewed my library card, checked out 13 books, and am now wasting time chasing cars…or maybe just sitting on Facebook and blogging about the terribly lame thing that some people refer to as my life. It’s generally a decent time, without the decent part. So, it’s generally a time. We can remove generally as well. It’s a time, and I’m having it. Not the time of my life, just a time in my life. Sad stories and all that jazz.

Another sad story is that I don’t know how long this blog post is gonna be, since I’m not used to seeing it laid out all neat and tidy in front of me. So, I’m stopping here, because it seems like the right thing to do…and this keyboard is pissing me off.

Love ya!

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About mylifeinheartbeats

Telea is an aspiring Musician who spends too much time aspiring to be a Writer who thinks she's a Comedian. There's not much more to know, except for everything. Telea has a tendency to not think before she speaks or acts. She enjoys chocolate, long walks on the beach, and talking about herself in the third person. She wants to get to know you, so please send her your Name, Address, and SSN. Telea promises that, though she has indeed committed one count of Lewd and Lascivious behavior (to be tried under a court of law), she is a good person and will not intentionally harm you/expose herself to you/hate you for your stupid perspectives/axe-murder you. Telea believes in the greater good, Nutella, peace, free love for all, and snuggles. She chooses Bacon over you, unless you come bearing bacon. She is a fat woman trapped inside a curvy woman's body. She is not for sale unless the price tag you put on her has something to do with world peace. She will sell herself for world peace. She hopes in the deepest of her heart places that you will enjoy her blog and find reason to follow it. Telea thanks you.

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