I don't really know what to do in these things. Sometimes I ramble, but usually I just get bored and wander away. Why does it want me to write one of these things anyways? How often do people actually take the time to write or read these things? Why are tangerines so yummy? My feet are kinda cold. My dog is a goof. Am I being random enough?

If I had to describe my life in a single word, it'd be: Defenestration. Yes, that's a real word. No I'm not going to tell you what it means. Yes, it's accurate. No, I don't think that dress makes you look fat. Yes I'm going to go make myself another sandwich.