all the world is a stage

i have nothing to say here. i mean it. i felt like writing up one of these here blog posts, but i'm bone dry. do you guys think that if i keep typing i'll eventually think of something to say? cause i seriously doubt it.

i'll tell you about my office. i have an office, for reals. it is in a closet. it has a table and shelves and a light and a phone and a clock and a bulletin board and a radio and a rubix cube and a roll of toilet paper and a calendar and a computer and everything. just like a real office only it's in a closet. that's because i make good use of space. fo sho.

also i can tell you about my delicious cheese ball that i make for the holildays. it is so good. you can set it out and let it get slightly warmer than it was in the fridge and then you can spread it on a cracker. and i'm not going ot tell you what is in it because then you would all like, make it and stuff, and then it wouldn't be my cheese ball anymore. plus? you know what else? who doesn't like to say "cheese ball." cheese ball is fun to say.

so i was netflixin' it up, hard core. watching the first season of heroes on "watch it now." it is basically awesome. but here's what happened. i ran out of minutes or hours or whatever. so i had to upgrade my netflix plan in order to finish season one. this is what i mean when i say that i have impulse control issues. that sums it up right there.

welp. there you have it.

and here for your viewing pleasure is the she-spawn. she's all like, in ballet and stuff. some might call her perfection.



arrivederci, rebecca marie