I did not delete my Facebook. And if I had, I would not admit it to you. And if I had done that, I certainly wouldn’t do it twice in two days.
I am not inexplicably tired. I have not been slightly frustrated these past couple days. I am not currently getting hyper because I’m being proactive. This, of course, because I have not been proactive at all this week.
I am not pretty darn good at the first three noun declensions in Latin, and even if I were, I wouldn’t be bragging about it. And who am I kidding? I don’t take Latin. It’s a waste of time, even for an English major with a crazy passion for words and their histories.
Saturday was not an amazing day for many reasons. I won’t tell you why. :]
Well, fine, I won’t tell you one. I did not go to dinner with Kelsey and her family after her swim meet. They are not one of the most amazing families I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting and I did not have a great time while out with them.
And if I were not having writer’s block–which, of course, I’m not–I would not be telling you that this is the end of my post–which, of course, it’s not.