tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512630275467645482011-10-27T04:54:50.959-07:00Jokkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04144272892127957019noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351263027546764548.post-17120803977311416512011-01-24T23:55:00.000-08:002011-01-24T23:59:41.557-08:00Hello world.<br />Today is the day I post my first post in this blog. Surely this&nbsp; is a glorious event that will be remembered by kings and vagabonds alike way into the future.<br /><br />Since this is the first post I guess I should tell you about myself. But I don't really feel like telling you about myself so why don't we talk about something else...<br /><br />Yesterday I was making an omelette. I failed horribly when I was moving the content within the egg from inside the egg into the bowl. It was HORRIBLE!<br /><br />With rejected chicken fetus all over my kitchen bench and all over me I felt a sudden rush of melancholy consume me.<br />And it didn't end there. When I was going on about the next stage in my quest for the omelette I, once again, was able to smear evil chicken escence over my body.<br /><br />This resulted in no making of the omelette and me lying in a corner in a fetal position for several hours crying and weeping and weeping and crying. Shouting for william to serve the fish cold. I was exasperated and very distressed and has yet to recover from last days trauma.<br />Let's just say that I won't be making omelettes any time in the near future.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351263027546764548-1712080397731141651?l=mydoodlepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jokkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04144272892127957019noreply@blogger.com3