Unintentional Free Time (woohoo!!!)

I was going to spend this hour between classes doing things I should have done yesterday. But the essays I was assigned to read are not where the teacher said they would be. Did I do anything about it? No. The moment they did not appear I jumped to the first escape page: Facebook.

After that I did a well rounded run through all of my fav website and blogspots. Now I've ended up here, so I thought I'd take the time to tell you all this.

I mean, I know you are all SO interested to know about these little interludes I have in my days. So I'm here sharing them with you. (blah blah bah blah blah... to quote Erin)

(At this point the majority of you readers {meaning at the most, one of you} will get so bored you'll jump ship and run off to some other person much more interesting and eloquent. To which I say I AM ELOQUENT, DAMN IT!)

I hereby apologize for my profanity.

(somewhat)

now I have about nine minutes left til I must skeedat to my class

(groanings of much length and volume)

Can I keep your attention for nine minutes? Probably not. No one is reading this, in all likely hood. So why Do I continue to type? Throw it out there in the universe? Tempt some extremely bored individual? Someone must read it. I mean there's enough people in the world to at least have that odd. One person. One solo reader. Make sure to make a comment, you one lonesome reader, or else my theory is kaput.

Doesn't this all remind you of that circular library story by Borges? (Burges?... that one confuddling Argentinian {Argentine?}... Garden of Forking Paths, anyone? Or a little Brothers Bloom?)

Ok. Three minutes. And since I pity you, one reader, I will let you go ear----

(mwahahhahah)