I have a mohawk right now. It's uncool.

There has been a period in my life where I have not been writing anything. This period is known as "last month." I wasn't in newspaper (like I ever wrote anything for that class anyway) and I wasn't updating this bloggish nonsense. However, now that it's summah '010 :) and the livin's easy, blog posts will come quite regularly now. And I would really appreciate it if nobody made jokes about the last 4-5 words of that last sentence.

This post will serve as a reboot as I try to get back into the mood to write again. And considering that I've written and deleted stuff about 15 times in the last 10 minutes, I think I really need some help. Maybe instead of writing, D(onkey) K(ong) and I will work on making our page look a bit more flashy. Any suggestions are welcome, but doubtful to exist.

I'm still very, very dead from my Open House and others, and the fact that it still doesn't feel like summer doesn't help me out at all. Seriously though, does anybody else feel this way? I keep having to remind myself that there's no school tomorrow. weirddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.

But anyway, as I sit here, trying to come up with a good way to wrap this up, I'm thinking of my warm bed and how wonderful it would feel to lie in it and dream about being a rock star who's dating Hayley Williams. And as I'm thinking of that, I have decided that I'd rather do that than think of a professional way to close out this very professional website. So, goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the bedbugs bite.

Ooooh, speaking of bedbugs, I saw this really gross show on Animal Planet about bedbugs (I still hate you for not changing the channel, Connor Martin). At one point, a scientist said the following: "Bedbugs have a super weird way of having sex." How scientific!

Peace out, playas.