I like this because it feels like poetry.

I wrote this post because I had something funny to say. I have since forgotten. Iblamebong.

I nodded at the end of the last post. Sarah was amused by this.

Sarah is my

Animation is the bringing of life to an inanimate artwork. Murder is the artwork of removing life from the animate. Im an animator.

I snort at my own jokes.

So yesterday I watched the new Alice. Alice is hot. Flutterwhacken was the gayest shite ever. I dont use the word shite lightly.

Light switch goes off. I still have to poop.

LAAAAZORS?

Did you know that any and every form of beam can be reflected back to earth with 100x the force by any satellite in our atmosphere? 

Pickles. 

Zombies, Vampires, Werewolves, Pirates, Wizards, Munchkins, should all go fuck themselves.

Tomorrow tastes like kraft dinner. Two boxes; not one.

If i run out of clever things to say, I'll continue on anyway. I figure its kind of like when you laugh twice at a joke, but then the third through seventh times arent funny, but then the eighth time is. 

Knock Knock jokes would actually be funny if administered on strangers doorsteps.

I like the previous thought quite a lot.

Everyone enjoys a good poop, don't even consider saying otherwise.

Liars never prosper, but prosperity is for pussies. That word spelled really does look like puss-ies. Gross.

Buffaloes are making a comeback.

Baseball is less boring than I thought it was previously. Golf isn't.

Im out. and I have to poop. POOP <3

Why stop now?

Thinking of meaningful things to say is next to impossible for me. Thus the things I say have come to have little or no meaning.

I like secrets. They sound like breathmints smell. Minty and refreshing, and with just a hint of morningshitbreath .

Don't eat cheese before bed. I almost wrote bread. That would have been a horrible lie. Im sorry bread.

I dont know what blogs are for.

My blog is better than everyone elses.

On that note.

The alphabet is prison for letters. When we sing it, their bonds grow tighter. TODDLERS ARE LETTER MASOCHISTS. MLNOP

Tomorrow Im going to do something useful with my life. little do I know now that its going to be to invent a time machine to prevent myself from doing anything useful the day before.

Bologna is spelled funny.

Anger is a buffalo's only defence. Depression never bodes well for the buffalo. But they are rather hairy.

I received a haircut today from the sister of my wife to be. There is nothing funny about this sentence.

An apple is born with its babies inside of it. What a fruit.

Arrows can point in every way, yet can never follow their own directions. Arrows must not be painted on moving objects in order for this to hold true. fuck.

Now Im done. until I decide im not. fuck capital letters.

Today is yesterdays annoying little brother who wanted his turn.

Funny I should mention that, I AM the little brother to my sisters siblingness.

I feel like allowing my brain to shit out what few eccentricities and oddities I have managed to build up over the past few years. So here I go:

I would love to see a castle hang upside down from a column of dark clouds. Suspended above a city of terrified vagrants.

Hair is essential in attracting a mate.

Jello is highly over rated, although that is not to say it is also under rated.

Coherent thought is for the masstards of the nonmedia. Thus gibberish has been birthed by the nontards of the massmedia. Massmedia is one word now. Getoverit.

Mass media is something only pretentious people or people who want to sound pretentious say.

Pretentious people only call other people pretentious.

I'm better than you. movingON.

Cats are fantastic when you're high, homework is not.

I once wanked to a Sears catalog. I want to spell that word catalogue.

I dont think Ill ever run out of shit to say.

The END.

Matt Blather: The Fourth

Here's some more of my work. New and old.

This first is a current work in progress.

also a wip

Matt Blather: The Third.

WOO! I finished my character duo assignment for Design class!

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