Monday, July 19, 2010

I

I never post anymore.

Is it sad that most of my posts say something to that effect?

I guess that really depends on your point of view. If you like hearing from me, it is sad. If you don't like hearing from me, you probably aren't reading this now and so it makes no difference.

It is currently 1:17 a.m. I'm in that weird stage of being tired, but not sleepy enough to go to bed. When I reach this point I get contemplative or silly. Right now it's kind of both.

I've started every little section so far with the letter I.

It was unintentional, but now I feel like I have to continue with it.

Icecream is yummy.

Ice cream is also apparently two words.

Igloos probably aren't very fun to live in. Or at least they wouldn't be for me. I'm always cold.

I can't think of any other words that start with I and it seems self-centered and taking the easy way out to just use the word "I" as my i word, so I believe I'll stop.

It's bed time anyway.