*Winks* Hay!

I hate it when people spell "hey" h-a-y. Hay is for horses, losers! Er... anyway, I got the ads up! It took me a few minutes (okay, like an hour) to figure out what was going on. But, I did it. One thing though, I still can't figure out how to control the content of the ads, so sometimes there's random stuff like "Tattoo Removal", but I looked at the ads a couple times and I think they are mostly based on content within the Blog. I think. Cause I saw a couple about men, then another about Obama. Should I turn the safe filter off? I was kinda worried that the blog might turn into a porn hub or something terrible, but isn't this site already sort of pornographic anyhow? Well, I kept the safe filter on just because.

Another notice: I am thinking of changing the template of the blog, cause I feel all of the stuff is crammed in the middle and there's a lot of margin space that is just being wasted. Sad, I know. There's some way to modify the template, but I don't know how because it's all hard and technical and difficult and I do not want to spend the time to learn. BORING. I'm supposed to be finishing my essay, but.... er... this is more fun! Gah, DBQ due tomorrow! I'll just, uh, do it during WASL. Homework sucks. Like a clingy guy friend, who keeps reminding you of that one time in seventh grade, when you performed certain... favors. He just won't let it go. And you so desperately want to forget. And he keeps bringing it up! And now he wants a repeat performance! What the hell?! Not that I would know what that feels like. Er... I think his name was AJ... or Alex? Anyhow, not important. *sidenote* this story is fictional. I would never post an event in my life such as this. That is all. *end sidenote*


OMG. This just in: Hannah Montana Movie in April!!!! I know I shouldn't be excited, but I am. It's like Broke Back Mountain except with a blond chick and a straight cowboy and... wait, its nothing like Broke Back Mountain! Oops... alright, spontaneous girl moment is DONE.

And to end this lovely post, I must report my daily man sighting: Track guys in shorts... gotta love it. Baseball boys with cups. Soccer guys... well, just soccer guys in general. David Beckham has to be one of the hottest men on the face of this planet. Just google pics of him, and he'll appear semi-nude, even when you would have been content with a shirtless torso. The Internet is a kind mistress. A very, very kind woman. I love the Internet. And David. Mm... David.

Oh, last note, don't you ever let a gay man tell you he doesn't like sports. Because he does. Very much so. All of those sweaty, lean men bouncing balls, scoring goals, wearing under armor. I know nothing about sports, and yet, I can enjoy a good swim meet or two. Speedos have a bad habit or not covering very much. I like bad habits. ;)