My first day at Blog School

1:10am:
Dear Losers, I bought two pairs of the same trainers today. Training is going well - Rest Day completed successfully. I am not laying awake with the impending marathon heebeegeebies. Not me. Hell no. I pooped a hammer.

1:20am:
Chamomile tea downed, I lie waiting for the waves of repose to crash over me.

1:22am:
Still waiting, Kay has denied me access to the digital camera to take photos of my new shoes, something about it being "1:20am".

1:23am:
Sitting talking to a computer doesn't help sleep. hmmmmm. Kay has just ruined my clever blog joke about being not sleepy using punctuation facisim. (No more than three dots in an elipsis my arse. I know everything about punctuation. I invented it. Kay doesn't even know what punctuation is. Dumbass. The absence of the other half of the bracket (Parenthesis ;-p) is part of the punctuation ruse to keep you in the dark about what the semi colon is for; see). &, Ampersand yey. ~ Tilda woop. Apparantly woop has an aitch in it. Well bugger me.

1:30AM
I am putting this blog in the same cupboard as my guitar and pogo stick so you will probably never hear from me again. Unless Kay moans...She is moaning now.

Ok. I admit it. I know nothing of punctuation. It's all Kay. Read her thesis. It's all in there. She even knows where the which/that comma goes! (More fasicim, I wanted to put seven ! to enhance the atmosphere.

Smell you later.