I wish that my blog could be directly linked to my brain. I have all these sharp, witty ideas to blog about, but by the time I hit the computer they're gone. I think one reason for it may be that I think too much. Before I write, before I speak, I have it planned out in my head. I feel like I have to have something stored up in my mind before I can sound natural, while in reality, it doesn't sound natural at all. This is one of the few times outside of school and on the spot situations when I can just write what's in my head as it comes into my head.
It feels nice to just talk to something, even if it's just a computer. It feels nice to not have some script in my head, like my life is a soap opera with less drama.
Anyway, heres an idea:
One of my friends said football was the "gayest" sport ever. I forgot how she justified it, but something about slapping eachother's butts and taking hot showers together. I remember not long ago a buddy of mine was talking about something similar. How a few decades ago it was normal to shower at school after gym class, but if you do it now, you must be lookin' for a little somethin' somethin' on the other guys. How perverted are we? We look for sexuality in everything. EVERYTHINGGGGGGGGGGGG. It's kinda rediculous, but I'm tired, so perhaps more to follow later.
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