Up, Up, and Away!

Oh man... Blogging always seems to slip my ferocious little mind whenever that dastardly day named Sunday rolls around. It seems my blog has become a constant slew of rants and never quite seem to have a point or reason. And I must say, I am quite enjoying it. Speaking of that kooky day Sunday, I kinda hate it. I mean, it's a constant anticipation to the worst of days, Monday, DUN DUN DUN! I am all out of any sort of interesting topics so I will try to make this snappy. I just heard a really kind of creepy and somewhat foreign noise escape from the corner of my room. Do you think it's a monster or a Blue alien that wants to be my best friend? I'm hoping for the latter. Speaking of latters, I wish there was a ladder to the moon that I could climb and climb and climb and eventually reach that wonderful sphere made of cheese. Except there is one problem, I don't like cheese. Axe that plan, would ya? I wish I could be a Cheetah for a day, and run fast like the wind and be free as a bird, or something else that is generally free. How about air? That's the freest thing around. Freest? Is that the spelling of Free-est? I think so. No Red squiggley line under it. Well I promised I'd make it snappy (Did I promise? I don't remember ever promising that) so I have to keep that promise. (What promise is he talking about?)

It seems I've developed a separate personality that comes out to visit when I write blogs. (<--- LIES!)

Okay, good bye now loop-dee-doops!