Telemarketers and/or Global Warming

I have no clue what I am going to say in this post. I will not delete antthing. ~antth~ dang it ~anything~. Not even typos, as you have seen. This is pretty fu ~fun~ actually. I'm just typing whatever comes on ~into~ my head. (**Note: whatever I put in "~~" those squiggle things is my attempt to correct typos. Deal with it. i have to, and I'm all OCD about grammar, punctuation, spelling, etc.) So you're getting a look at whatever I think, no censored things, stuf ~stuff~, memories, deals whatever. Maybe I'll think about something entirely humiliating and you'll get to see it! Lucky you! Or maybe not, depending. Anyway, I better type about the subject title of this post, or else I'll forget, as per usual.

Telemarketers. Actually, you know, that's such a freaking lon ~long~ (but very cool) rant I have writtend ~written~ Wait, just let me start that sentence over. Just the second half after "rant" though; "I have written it down in my journal". There. phew. I bet you didn't even know I HAD a journal, what with already having the blog, facebook, email, IM, and three different writing avv shoot ~accounts~ set up on different websites. I guess I do a lot of writing. Hmm. Maybe I have a disease or something. I ~Or~ just a lot of thoughts.

Shoot. You know, my hands are cramping from the stress of trying to type with as few mastakes ~mistakes~ as possible, because they're getting really annoying, so I'll just r dang ~writer~ shoot !~ FRICK ~WRITE~ about global warming later too. So this post is pointless. But I darn it i hate friggin computers shoot this keyboard kill microsoft dang--anyway. I'LL TYPE NORMALLY TOMORROW. Or you know, as normal as I csan WHY CAN'T I TYPE?@?@?@!?!?! OK, this is me, siging danf i mean DANG ~signing~ off for now.

Bye.