Happily Ever After Perhaps

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I took the feature photo the last time Dee and I went to The Gift Shop.

Did I tell you I want to buy a camera? I had changed my mind for a while – figuring I’ll make use of my phone – but by the time I whip out my phone, I’ve missed the moment so many times.

I’m rifling through Hinge when I realize many people haven’t verified themselves – I don’t know why. It only takes a few seconds. But it’s cool, cause I eat catfish for breakfast!

You never see bikes lined up in Toronto

Today is the first day of the rest of my life! I met a guy, not in person yet but that doesn’t matter. I know he is my life partner. My solemate. We gonna get married, I gonna have new children and become a stay-at-home mommy. Then one day I will snap and kill. I cannot wait for that day! I’ve already picked out my dress … and my weapon. Preparation Matters! Power to the Prepared! (if he reads this he’ll probably stop talking to me cause he don’t know i comedian).

I’m gonna write my own vows … This is my husband. There are many other’s like it but this one is mine.

This is my blog. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My blog is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My blog, without me, is useless. Without my blog, I am useless (that can’t be, can it?)

I must fire my blog true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy blogger who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot them before they shoot me (are we talking about words or something else?)
My blog and myself know that what counts in this war of misinformation is not the rounds we fire,
the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the truth, followers and likes that count.

My blog is human (really?), even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn WordPress as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage (i’d also like to guard my brain please). I will keep my blog clean and ready. We will become part of each other (oooh, mmmmm).

Before God, I swear this creed. My blog and myself are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy blogger. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is Canada’s and there is no enemy, but peace!!
The Blogman’s Creed – Enemy blogger, you’re going dead!

That layout makes me wanna write a concrete poem.

I think SCW2 will be my last writing course – I don’t feel the need to continue. Satire is my thing and at this moment film writing, even shorts, is more important than sketch comedy writing.

Now that I am partially dating, the most recent advice I got from Dad will keep me alert … and possibly single but that’s ok!