Okay first to important links:
My first post on worth1000 is here. My story is called "Fireworks". Just read the rules and then scroll down.
My next thing is kind of bad. This is a link to a story about blogs. Well, actually about MySpace. My dad got right on yelling at me because I once said something insulting and once tried to post an arty photograph involving a swasticka. So here ya' go: Um... well this is the link.
Alright: On to my friends (is "onto" a word? like "into"? and why is that a word? are we just too lazy to add a space?). First off: Everyone who reads this blog is my friend (even you Jesse, even though we've met like twice. and to be fair the second time I didn't really remember you). If you're not in here, it's because you don't eat lunch with me.
I just wanted to say without my friends my life would be pointless. Humans are social creatures (and with dolphins, apparently, the only ones that have sex for pleasure. curious), and I need my friends. You comfort me, and make me laugh, and watch me as I cry (wait, no. disregard that last thing). And today for some reason, when we were walking down the stairs to lunch with you people (wait. Frances was there, right? Now I can't remember. I know she ate lunch with us. I think she was there. Did Jeff Binner come down the stairs? ), I just thought there would be no one who I'd rather face the challenges of school then with you people. Although I'm sometimes rude and obnoxious, I would like you to know that I value our friendship more than anything... Okay now this is petering off now so I'll just type about a magazine I'm reading called "The Week".
So there's this picture of the world where... wait. There was this West Wing once where CJ was talking to these people about maps and how they were wrong. Is that true? I think I'll call the suicide hotline and ask.
I'm kidding. Oh by the way that was a joke from The Simpsons. Anyway, there's this cool site I found called zug.com. You'll enjoy it.
Now I have to go. Bye.