Blogger

Everytime I log into Blogger I am welcomed with a nice message that says "Create a Blog: It is Free". That is why I blog. Because it is free. It's also cool because you can write stuff that makes you sound like an idiot because it is free. Like we are. Free idiots. Free to blog and free to get into credit card debt.

Blogger is stupid. Myspace blog was better. I feel better now.

I haven't really had many ideas to blog about today, but I wanted to exercise one of my last remaining freedoms so I consulted my friend Justin. He said this:

Jusba: oh is it tuesday
me: nah well maybe
waht should i blog about?
Sent at 3:33 PM on Tuesday
Jusba: oh
can you blog about me
as a princess in a castle
me: yep
great topic
Jusba: k
me: give me 8


So here it is.

A Story of Justin the Princess

It was starting to dawn on Justin that he was taking the joke too far. He realized this as he was sitting alone in one of the towers at the far end of the castle. He had locked himself inside. In a few minutes he was going to be required to accompany one of the visiting princes' to a dinner to be held in their honor. Justin finally admitted that he was no princess. He looked at his gown and his wig and he began to cry, taking occassional breaks to brush his hair. He had to get out of this situation. He locked himself in the tower to buy a little time. He knew they were going to find him. They thought he was a she.

As he was crying and grooming, a plan popped up in his head. I can take off my wig and beautiful gown and just open the door as the regular man I am. They will never know. When asked if I saw the princess I will say "Princess? No, I was just fixing the cable". That seemed plausible enough. Justin disrobed and put on a pair of jeans and a Cafe Press t-shirt. He threw the wig down the tullet. He unlocked the door and entered the main hallway. There were princes everywhere, each with a nice princess. There was one prince who was princessless and he was scrambling around the shop looking for his date. He ran up to Justin. "Have you seen Princess Justin?".

"Nope, I'm just fixing the cable man".

"Oh, dang it, well if you see a princess with a beard lemme know."

"No problem."

And that was that.