A dogegory is like a category. But. Different.

- Work. Someone had an easy button. Like the ones from Staples. I totally think I invented that.

- General. I got caught up in that Powerball madness. Except. I didn't buy a ticket. Thing is. You know when you start daydreaming about what you'd do with that money? What if you were so rich. You could eat Chick Fil A on Sundays. Regular not rich people can't do that.

- Work. I was late to work the other day. Someone asked me how I was doing. To which I replied. I feel like I'm having a case of the Mondays. It was on Wednesday when it happened.

- Video games. I got Fight Night Round 3. I like it. But. It really makes me want a 360 now. Well. Not really want. But. That's the only game that has me sold on the console so far. And. PS3 is allegedly delayed again.

- Movies. I got Waiting on DVD. If you caught my away message on President's Day. You may have gotten the Abraham Lincoln reference.

- Movies. I thought V for Vendetta already happened.

- Sports. Did anyone else catch the highlights of the dunks?

- Rants. I think everyone who barely got their license was on the road today. I have extremely disdain rons who can not operate motor vehicles. Both ability. And. Priveledge.

Time to knock that post down finally. Happy Valentine's Day.

So if killkaraoke was an online school, we'd teach superhero ethics, superhero sociology, superhero accounting, superhero finance, and now a new class, time travel rules. I mean the rules of time travel, although time travel does indeed rule. We'll teach you when you should and shouldn't use time travel to solve your problems and world problems.

Alex searches for a Valentine. Go to this link to help him decide his fate.

Bee A Valentine

So I woke up this morning er afternoon, and I was thinking "hey, I need to fake compete with Alex on the finding a valentine thing." I mean, afterall he did steal my online application idea that I gave to him. Then he ripped through the fabric of time space to future post just so he could leave that post at the top of this page. That's totally irresponsible use of time travel. So I'm thinking I can probably find a valentine too. It's not a long form or anything. All you have to do is visit my blog, my blog my blog my blog for details, and leave a comment there, or here, or everywhere, if you're interested.

Why would Clark Kent need to sign up for benefits? Like. Health insurance. Life insurance. Acciddental death. And. Dismemberment. Those things don't apply to him. And. If they did. It wouldn't matter that much really. Like. Maybe dental insurance. But. Maybe his teeth are immune to cavities. Or. Maybe they're not. And. He has bad teeth. But. There's nothing he can do about it. Since. The dentists can't drill his teeth. Or. Anything like that. So. If he's making an average income. Average for living in a one bedroom apartment in Metropolis. He must be getting a pretty fat paycheck. So. Maybe that's why he can goof off at work as much as he does.

Secondly.
I was thinking. My birthday is coming up soon. So. If you want to get me something. But. Don't know what. You could drop some money down on a few lottery tickets. Or. Go crazy. And. Make it one of those expensive ones. And. If I lose. I'll keep. And. Frame the ticket. But. If I win. I'm totally going to collect on that dough.

Third.
This is a sh outout to Ricola. She knows who she is. That greeting wasn't just from Alex. But. From. Jumpoff J. And. Dirty Dave.

G.
I'm not a liar. More like. Time Traveler extraordinaire. It's not my fault I wrote that post in the future.