Business

So before I say absolutely anything else in this entry, OUR ADS ARE OFFICIALLY UP AND RUNNING. I feel like this is sort of a huge deal, so I'm going to make it a huge deal. We have ads now! Yay!
Are they annoying? They sure are. I apologize for that, but I do in fact need money, and if I can make some sort of money off of writing my terrible stories, then I'm one step closer to basically some of my life goals.
So what can you, as a viewer, do to help me do this more often? Click those guys.
Yeah. They're annoying. But if you click them, I get money. Click the crap out of those guys. You don't even have to do anything with them after you click them. Just click em and I'll love you forever.
But yeah no, I know they're super annoying. But know that I will never, EVER have pop-up ads or any intrusive ads on here, and if I ever do you all have the right to slap me.
This being said, now that I make money off of this site, whenever someone asks me what I'm doing, I can now respond with "I'm working." Baby steps, guys. Baby steps.

Today is my last day of school because I don't have midterms tomorrow, so in like, 10 minutes (because I am most definitely writing this in school) I will officially be on winter break, which means I'll be able to post more and write more stories. So, uh, huzzah I guess.

Also, I had no idea Amazon Music was so cool. This is great.

Anyway, I definitely haven't ridden since last sunday. So maybe I should get on that.

Wow this entry is just a scatter of ideas.

So my buddy Fish gave me a Christmas present the other day. He had told me prior what he had gotten me, but I thought he was joking the whole time.
Nope. Not joking. My buddy Fish gave me a lifesize cardboard cutout of Kate McKinnon.
And while I am very appreciative of said gift; I don't know what to do with her???
She just stand in the middle of the living room, staring at us with those big beautiful blue eyes. Terrifying us whenever we walk into the room because out of the corner of your eye, a cardboard cutout looks very much like a real human. Standing in your living room.
So yeah, I'm super not sure what to do with her. But it's a little creepy.

Anyway, I have more writing work to do, so I'm going to stop here, but I leave you with one message:

Click. The ads. Please. I'm going to create some sort of reward system for anyone who knows me personally for every time they click an ad. Like, 5 clicks one punch to the face. That's right, you get to punch MY face.
Pretty cool, huh?