Ahem.

I need to chill out. Like, every time I'm in hulk-smash mode, somebody tells me they want to kill me. Seriously, without fail, "I want to f***ing kill you bro" always follows my shenanigans. Warnings? No. Promises? Yep.

I hope I was kidding just then. Anyway, a couple of people have asked me whose blog this is every time I post. Well, hi my name is Connor, and the blog I post- is my blog. Wouldn't be odd if I just posted someone else's blog as soon as they wrote something, everyday? I don't blame you though, sometimes I feel like real-world-Connor is much more obnoxious than plain ol' blog-Connor. Much like my alternate persona "Chet" is favored over my actual personality. That's sad. I guess I'll try to work on that.

I am all over the place tonight. I just watched Jackass 3D, so my brains a little fried. 3D movies make me jittery, and more passionate than usual for pelvic thrusting. But don't worry, I'm not going to review Jackass right now or anything. Movies of that nature cannot be rationalized. If you are worrying: chillax and listen to some John Mayer.

I can't move my fingers very well so I might just stop typing right in the middl.......