Final Sprint

Honestly I'm only posting because I'm on the home stretch to my 100th post. And I'm seeing whether or not I could go a whole week posting everyday. So far it seems to be the same, about the same amount of comments too. But oh well, at least I amuse myself. That's more what this blog is for anyways. More to amuse myself then to write something I expect to be read. I only have it online instead of in a book because it's easier to type then write, and for the off chance that in amusing myself I could amuse someone else. Yeah. It's too late. I hope I didn't make any of you, you know, feel like I cared less about you. Because it's not true. I love you just as much as always. That means you, Alexander! All of the rest of you too, but I saw Alexander looking worried there for a second. Well, it's been a wonderful post people, but I'm afraid I must go.

Life is good, even when it's not!