Laughing at my own jokes

I will admit that I laugh at my own jokes. I don't try to, but it happens. I usually laugh when think that others will laugh, but I end up being the only one. I think it is because I am used to theater, and the audience laughing at the jokes, and I want to laugh along. So, I laugh. It is tacky, but I do it. This one isn't genetic, I swear this one this is only me.

My first original post for this thingy.

I am going to start with an apology. I am sorry I haven’t been updating. I have been, well…yeah. No excuse. I have been busy, and lazy. End of story. I don’t think that whoever is reading this honestly cares, but it is called Southern hospitality, and I am trying to use the very little of it I have. I have also been stuck in a rut. I can’t decide to write the next blog post on anonymity or laughing at my own jokes, so instead of doing both and uploading them at different times, I have not written either. It sucks, but it happens a lot, especially with me because I am lazy. Is anyone actually reading this? If so, which should I do? Does anyone have any questions? I am pretty sure you don’t, because if you are actually reading this either A. I have forced you too, or B. You already know me well enough, probably better than you ever did want to. But still, any questions? I promise I will get back on board with this thingy I am wasting your lives with. Anyone have any suggestion? Please? Either way, I am going to go surf on Facebook, because my internet was down again. Alexis? Again? That really shouldn’t happen. I know it shouldn’t but with the rain, for some unknown reason it keeps going down.  Oh, yeah. To cheer you guys up, it is going to rain next week. I know, bleh. But there is one positive thing out of all of this. I get to wear my rain boots that I absolutely love, and also being the only one in the house with rain boots is nice too.Anyone else have last minute prank thinking to do? Because I do. So...yeah. I am going to surf around on my new blog now. So...Bye! Love you, whoever is reading this!

-Lexie B.

Note 2/ I wrote this before I got my internet back.

The mega thunder storm stopped sometime last night, which is good, but it did something to my internet. My internet doesn’t work at all. I am actually writing this in word right now. This sucks. I know I sound pathetic right now. Look, she is whining about her internet being down while insert terrible world problem here is happening. I know, I know, but I am terribly bored, and I do not deal with boredom well, hence this. Pretty much all of my friends are at church right now, so calling or texting is out of the way. I have a paper to do, but I have to research for that. I could go to the library to use the internet, but the library is ten miles away, and the parents aren’t going to drive me. My little sister is out of the house for the whole weekend, so doing something with her is out of the picture.  I feel so obsolete without the internet. I mean I understand that people lived without it for a very long time, longer than I have been alive, but I have had the internet my whole life. Great, Alexis. You are ranting to the internet that probably doesn’t even care, and less than ten people will read this. Yes, yes you are. You are hopeless. Well, I think this rant is over now. I don’t know if this kind of thing is normal but whatever. Maybe it is genetic, or maybe it is just me.
P.S. All of these posts are going to be late. The internet was down last night when I wrote it. I don’t know when my internet is going to be up again.
P.P.S.  The first post was written on Saturday. I think I mentioned that in there. Today is Sunday. I would have been confused too. It is ok. I still love you, whoever is reading this. Mainly because you actually have wasted part of your life to read about mine. Thank you. You mean a lot.
-Lexie B.

Ok, here is my first post that was on facebook/ Rain Storm

I have always had a weird fantasy with being in the pouring down rain, and my lover comes along. It is all romantic and mushy, totally not the way I usually want people to see me. I guess it is normal, since I am a girl and The Notebook has been such a staple, but I think about it every time it rains. Every. Single. Time. It is worse when it is a big thunderstorm like today. I will zone out all the time. Today, I was heating up some leftovers, because I am too lazy to cook something on a late Saturday afternoon, and Mama made meatloaf last night. It was in the microwave heating up. I was waiting patiently as I watch it turn around and around, and BAM! A huge thunder clap comes that rattles the garage door. I am suddenly, involuntarily, taken to the rain kiss fantasy. I finally snap out of it when my dad comes out of his room and yells at me to stop the microwave from beeping. I don't even realize it has gone off, and apparently had been going off for about two minutes or so. Not cool. So as I am writing this, I am eating lukewarm leftovers trying to figure out why my brain is so messed up. Maybe it is genetic, or maybe it is just me.
-Lexie B.

I have finally done it!

Ok, all the Facebook notes? They are going to be put here. Yay! I have a blog! Now I will go update Facebook to tell everyone. Please follow! Also feel free to comments and give suggestions on what to do with this thing. Love you all!
- Lexie B.