Why my dear sweat daughters mother won't marry me

welll I just had an interesting realization tonight. I just realized its
easier for me to lie then tell the truth. Now that doesn't mean I'm a chronic lier or that I would rather lie then tall the truth, it just means this. If you ask me what I did today 1 of 4 things will happen. 1) I will tell you the very little, get frustrated for no apparent reason, and be like, "nothing GOSH". 2)I'll just shrug it off, say nothing, or say "not much". 3)I had a great day I won't shut up or, 4)Ill spin a whole story for you with all sorts of details happenings.

I don't know why but building half truths and stories come more
naturally and are probably closer what actually happens in general, then actually telling the truth. bah go figure, any ways this blog by email seems to like me except for the weird formating problems (I mean the weird carriage returns you saw in the last post) so this is how ill be posting from now on. I'm thinking of reviving my paper routes. I mean Ive been staying up all night till the papers would be dropped off to my house anyways so I might just flip my schedule. We will see, it depends on if there are any routes open in my neighborhood. night all I go on to bigger and better things.

-On to the continuation of the Xfiles marathon

PS don't take the title too seriously.

PSST its a joke:P