Random thoughts that are supposed to be posted on Twitter but of course I chose Blogger because Twitter is still lame that until now, they still haven't upgraded their 140-character - uh - thingy.

I say thingy when I don't remember a certain word.

Just thought I had to explain.

Also, I have to warn you that this is probably the most all-over-the-place blog post you'll ever read in your entire life. But I'm not drunk. No. I'm not. I swear.

Anyway.

I'm not a morning person. REALLY. NOT. Not that I pick fights with strangers or yell at random objects or stab animals or anything like that. I just don't function well in the morning. For instance, every time my alarm goes off, I hit snooze. I am so addicted to sleep. It's my crack. But you know that already.

What you don't know about is what actually happens when I finally manage get out of bed.

I space out.

I think about a lot of stuff that's not really necessary to even think about but I tend to think about them because as I said, I don't function normally in the morning, and I know it's not really that essential to keep repeating myself but this is my blog so deal with it.

I'm kidding.

Fuck. This new keyboard frustrates me!! I don't know what key I keep hitting accidentally but that vertical line that keeps on blinking after every letter that you type (Googled it! Insertion point. Ha!) goes everywhere WHILE I'm typing.

Anyway. (See? After a year in blogging, I still overuse anyway.)

So where was I?

Oh. Yeah. The spacing out.

Okay. So for instance, yesterday morning, I thought about about serial killers. And Horatio Caine. No, really. I did.

I know. Not really a good way to start the day. I mean, Horatio? Really?

But I remembered this post by Blogzarro and it got me thinking. About Horatio. Because he is most likely responsible for ruining a budding serial killer's future.

That was yesterday morning.

Today, I thought about winning the lottery. Last year, Tom and I made an elaborate plan to win the lottery January 2011. But I forgot everything about it. Also, I don't really play the lottery.

Thinking about it now, that must be the reason why I'm still not rich. So I blame Tom. Not that it's his fault that I'm broke. I just wanted to blame someone. Got beef?

So yeah. That's how my brain works in the morning. Well, okay. The whole day, dammit. But these thoughts come to me when I'm in the shower. This is why it takes me an hour to take a bath.

Uh. That's all. Just thought I'd share.

Oh! I made something for you, guys! Because I'm super sweet, I made cards for you to give out to the person you choose.

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Hallmark should hire me as a designer. These are really sweet if I do say so myself.

I did warn you that this post was gonna be random and all over the place, right?

I kinda forgot to mention pointless. Ooops.

P.S. I'd like to thank everyone who sent me online hugs last week and this week on Facebook and Tumblr (that was shameless self-promotion right there). You guys are amazing. I love you forever, mofos!

Also? I now have a laptop! Go ahead. Congratulate me. But I'm broke now. So congratulate me AND THEN wish me luck. I don't want to die of hunger.

*mosquito drawing inspired by Natalie Dee