I saw what you did thar. o.0

I made it while I was bored. I might even write a story about it. It would be... magical. Everything I write is, don't you know. The Rainbow really did eat your lunch, though. I mean really, what would I want with it?

I always seem to be most colourful at night. I can't decide why this is. Am I more hyper at night? Anything is possible. But... That would be applying logic to me. And that's a no-no. I'm made of nonsense and apple fritters. As well as other yummy sugary things. Colours, too.

Nonsense is fun. Logic is too hard to keep up with. And more often than not it's a bunch of boring hub-bub. So just skip it, yo. Seriously, whose going to notice? Anyone that matters won't mind, and those that mind don't matter. Simple, ja? Then gogogo. I'm waiting! I'll take three unicorns please.

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Yea, I'm real good at this blog thing. Aren't you so glad you're wasting your time reading this? You may not be, but I am. I kind of like the idea of my randomness invading the mental sanctity of someone else. It's almost.. ominous. Until you remember who you're talking about (me). You know, the least ominous person ever. I don't have an attention span long enough to take over the world. Seriously? I would forget what I was doing within the first ten minutes and run off to look for kittens and rainbows.

xoxo