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Commandments are nice aren't they? http://sindiary.blogspot.com/ Moses had ten, right? Or maybe that was like God or JHVH or something. Whatever. Mythology was never my strong suit. My strong suit is the zoot suit. It's a riot. Fucking hippies. Anyway, no this is not the aftermath of a drinking binge. It's just a hangover. Or is it? I don't know. My eyes are drooping and my fingers are hardly gliding over the keys today. Typos are beginning to outnumber words, not that I really care, that's what spellcheck's for, amirite? Ah, netspeak, I really am fucked up in the head this morning. Actually I'm not even sure this is a morning. That's how much my head is throbbing. This is a site about blogs. A site that gets a fuckload of google hits from perverts searching for "lemon party." Or "gap owns hot topic." Actually somebody found us looking for something about Arabic I think. Whatever. Did you know that Hemingway killed himself with a shotgun? They thought it was physically impossible, but he proved 'em wrong. That Hemingway, what an original thinker. A trailblazer even. Anyway they call it the Hemingway solution now. Ok, ok so anyway this girl's about to go dissect a cow heart and she's trying to snap her latex gloves on. You know, like in movies in stuff. They always do it just before they stick their hands into somebody's rectum. Rectum? Damn near killed him? hahahahahahhahahahahahahaha. I have class. And distinction! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I need Caffeine. I capitalized it because it's a bit of a godhead to me. ahahahahahahahahahaha!

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Okay, that's an example of something. Something ugly. It's a first draft. There are some good bits...but there also some bad ones. Very bad ones. That's why this was not published. And because it doesn't exactly connect to blogging. But then not everything here connects to blogging. Well it does, but sometimes the link is a bit tenuous. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw. The future. Pshaw The future.

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That was an example of another horrible waste: a second draft. Suckiness can last quite a while indeed. In fact lewis/dwjkiod's entries sucked after over nineteen drafts. Nineteen. Which is one more tha twenty. Or maybe even one less! I don't know. But I think you know what's going to happen next.
Yep:

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Fourth draft. This is a bad sign. When you need this many drafts it usually means you're writing something important. Something meaningful. Something of significance. At the very least something likely to rake in the cashola. (The "word" cashola is hereby stricken from the official Lemon Party vocabulary.) So what's the point of this day's writings? Well try asking Alanis Morisette. She may be able to help.


And remember the guiding light, lest we forget the glory that be Lemon Party.
Because your blog sucks.
- posted by Odovaucer @ 12:10 AM