Friday the 13th

In the footsteps of the fair Tiara Christenson of Marshfield, I have decided to construct a blog. This blog is called "Bliggity Blog," and I already regret such a poor title. In good taste, however, I avoided alliterating this blog to be "Becky's Bliggity Blog," or something silly like that...

Syllabus:
Carrie Bradshaw and Hank Moody, of, respectively, the television worlds of "Sex and the City" and "Californication," justify writing as a medium for thought excavation and for showcasing some fucking good writing skills. It is within this blog I, too, will excavate and showcase.

Oh, today is Friday the 13th.

Also, I now enter the world of summer. This entails pure laziness, as well as failing to achieve set "summer goals." However, already five hours into the thick of summer, I am disproving all prior years of summer behavior by making this fine blog!

In case you were wondering: I took my last physiology exam this morning at 8 AM. In hopes of maintaining the integrity of such a challenging class, Dr. Anderson challenged my ability to feel smart in any way.

On another note, I will be celebrating my lack of intelligence tonight with my dear friend and blog-inspirer Tiara in the following ways:
mind-and-body-decaying substances such as a) "Graeter's" fucking-delicious-irresistible-and-expensive ice cream b) Jameson whiskey c) romantic comedies.

And I so do look forward to nights of reveling in the freedom of warm weather and school-free activities.

Finally, if anyone in the abyss of the inter-web happens to read this, the world is a much less lonely place. If no one reads this, at least I increased the need for band-width or something. Or dented the limitless memory of a nonexistent space.