Last year I rocked the NaBloPoMo. Every. Freaking. Day.
When there was just me and the voices in my head reading.
Now that the voices in my head have been joined by the two of you, we had a conference (one of those cheap arsed ones where there is only coffee and no damn donuts) and decided to not subject you to my foul mouthed insanity every single day.
Cause that is akin to flagellation. And it is the wrong time of year for that shit.
You are welcome.
During the meeting, after making small talk about the state of the house – voted down 4 to 1 to actually do something about it – replenishing the chocolate stash – unanimous vote to fill the fridge and dispose of that pesky greenery shit – and admiring each pair of shoes, we made a graphic.
Cause that is what you do when you have a conference in your head with no damn donuts.
So you with me?
Do you solemnly swear that you will NOT post every damn day and only post when the mood strikes?
Do you promise to love only me forsaking all other blogs for as long as Al Gore allows the internetz to live?
Cause I spent minutes on that damn button. So I must be totally committed to the cause.
And to those of you that are participating. Good luck with that. Cause my freaking feedreader is already about to explode. Already.
As an aside: What is with the fucking ‘National’, um hello fuckknuckle, the internet is like international now… so mine is international… you are welcome, again.
As an aside to the aside: MPS is participating in fucking Movember again. I am all for the cause, but not for the freaking porn star moustache. Fuck it. Gunna be a goddamn dry month for you buddy!
As an aside to the asideiness: Boo just announced that ‘there will be oceans of vomit some time soon’ while teaching MPS to speak Russian. Yup. My life.