and right now I may or may not have reached my goal. I dunno.
Cuz, you ceeh, when I initially checked diz blog to write a new post, wmily hadn't posted yet.
So if this is posted after wmily's post, then maybe I'm just really slow at writing.
(or maybe I'm just a failure.)
pffffffff(r) that's not it.
oh! so yesterday
I wuz hangin' out and chillin' with one of my buds (not light) at Whole Foods, yeah?
So we were like drinkin' smoothies (I had raspberry since I didn't want to anger my citrus cousins) and we were talkin' bout stuff.
I don't remember exactly whut, but at one point in tyme we were talkin' about the sea (maybe lookin' at seasalt?), and she wuz all "LOL, that's not how you spell CEEH!"
and I wuz all SUCCESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
yeah. so, whenever you guyz say that one word, whatever the context and meaning you wanna use, spell it C-E-E-H.
because my soulmate needs to be as famous as possible when I marry him. So I can get lotz of monies.
(not monkeys.)
Soooo, some of you maybee (LOL, jk, there's only mayflies, not maywasps) wonderin' wuts up with the whole ceeh dealio. Well, I dun wanna explain it, because xplaining inside jokes usually kinda maybe ruins it, but just to let you know it has to do with Love Calculators, Wmily's children, and the last name Oriental.
So now you get a vague idea of whut it's about. Or, you know, not.
we'll ceeh.
So, as I come to the end of my post, I wonder if wmily has posted yet or not.
I GUESS, WHEN YOU READ THIS SENTENCE, YOU'LL KNOW!
Thursday, June 24
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