Wednesday, March 10, 2010

fail

Me and Brendan are as of now racing each other to see who can create the prettiest blog. 

My name is Ashley and I am some type of artist. That is more than I care for anyone to know. However, if you know me then you may have other words to describe me as. For example, words like "hot", "talented", and "puppy" come to mind when I say my own name. What do you think of when you say your name? Do you even think at all? 

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night and not know where you are? Or if you are even awake? 

I've slept-walked many places in and around where I have lived and currently live. I have no recollection of any adventures I may have had, or any perils. I shouldn't specify that I may have been in peril, because what is peril but a component of a seaworthy adventure?

Can I stop typing like an elitist hipster now? Or is it elitist to even suggest that I am writing in such a way?

My brain has just 'sploded. SMH

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