Chuck is Late. Lets Chat.

I want Chuck.
Where is my Chuck?
Makes me say "fuck.
I wanna watch Chuck"

Moving on. Its Monday evening (yes, Monday is a pronoun for me, I love it that much) and I am doing what I do normally, sitting, typing, facebook stalking. You know, the usj... ujh... uosh... usual. Yeah, lets stick with that.

I'm back to my old blogging ways, new URL. And I have to say, I'm quite content here. There's just something very appealing to me about donning the ol' keyboard warrior persona. Not sure what it is... I guess it just makes me feel.... clever.
And to be honest, its either useless rambling like this or angst. Tell me? which would you prefer?




(this is me waiting for a reply)




Yeah, thats right, that question wasnt rhetorical.
Please leave a comment :)

But moving on again. God I'm getting sidetracked.
Or am I? Cause to be honest, I have no idea what to write about... I was just hoping to continuously side-track myself until I had an epiphany... But that seems unlikely to happen anytime soon. So I guess I'll just talk about the weather or something...

Today, it was cold.
then it was hot.
now it is cold again.
(On that note, how irritating is Australian weather? how it manages to-

NO SEAN! DO NOT LET THIS BLOG BECOME DULL ALREADY!)

Moving on, once again.
Nothing.
I don't have anything to say.
Well this is shit.
I'll come back later when I have inspiration.
Until then, be entertained by this picture of a kitten punching a whale in the face.



(yeah I couldn't find that picture sorry)