LET'S FINISH THIS!

Amy Rose hacked into Broadway's computer and sent a message in the form of a pop up:

UsE YoUr PoWerS!!! WE Have thEm sO YoU muST HaVe TheM tOO. SaVe ChIna!!!!

There was a whole fleet filled with soldiers about to land in China. Koala figured that out. The aliens were to start the invasion by brainwashing and transforming the citizens of overpopulated China.

Broadway knew about her abilities but had never used them to their full extent before.

Because her sister's message seemed urgent, she flew to China at supersonic speeds!

That is, of course, after getting a theme song and making a costume.

"Madame Coquette" by Yuliet Topaz, Tape Five

It is upbeat and swingy and it oozes classiness as well!

Now for the costume:

Broadway discovered her powers when she started singing.

She was in Animal Kingdom at Disneyworld humming on the safari. The elephants actually reacted to her humming because she could hit frequencies that are unnoticed by the regular human ear. The elephants actually WALKED UP TO THE BUS to talk to Broadway and no one else. This kept happening with other animals. Bats, Cats, Hamsters. Amy Rose was able to put two and two together pretty quickly. There was no special way that Broadway had gotten her powers, she was pretty much born with them.

She flew at the speed of sound to China where the aliens were just beginning her plans. She blew them away with her singing voice and got a standing ovation from the kidnap-ees. She yelled at the UFOs and caused a sonic boom so powerful they were crushed by the impact. While she would have stayed and celebrated an easy victory with the Chinese, she kind of wanted to see what was happening on Tumblr. So as quickly as she arrived, she disappeared. 

Meanwhile, in the mother ship main control room, Koala was fending off the aliens for Amy Rose while Amy Rose was using the controls to deactivate all the active UFOs. Then they both left the mother ship still running so the aliens could leave.

The aliens, realizing their plot was foiled, all packed into the mother ship and flew away.

All leftover alien gear was donated to science.

HUZZAH!

That was totally relevant and necessary. I have no regrets.

POWER ANALYSIS TIME!

Sound Manipulation:

The user can create and modify sound waves to mimic, intensify, hush, and distort, as well warp, strengthen, echo, speed up, and slow down sound, using it as powerful physical force and high-speed movement. They can affect music as well as produce it.

At low frequencies, sound is potentially fatal to living beings by causing internal damage, while high frequencies cannot be heard by normal humans but can be used for sonar-like effects. Since sound vibrations can travel through the air, ground, water and any form of medium, defense by using physical barriers is difficult. The vibrations can also affect at a molecular level.

In essence, sound is an invisible, deadly weapon and a versatile tool.

AND THAT ENDS MY THREE POST FANFIC ABOUT REAL PEOPLE.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

And then the aliens attacked!

It was all over the news! The earth was pretty much screwed! IT HAPPENED DURING THANKSGIVING BREAK and the whole family was together. Amy Rose knew it was time. She had been carrying her costume around for just this moment. BUT KOALA APPROACHED HER JUST AS SHE WAS LEAVING THE FRONT DOOR.

Koala: Where are you going?
Amy Rose: To hang out with my friends.
Koala: AWW! CAN I COMMMMMME?
Amy Rose: No
Koala: WHYYYYYY?!?!
Amy Rose: You'll cramp my style
Koala: (pouting) Ok...

Amy Rose made a safe getaway, or so she thought. Koala used her powers (I'll get into that later) to stalk her sister all the way into the woods.

Koala: What are you doing?
Amy Rose: How did you-
Koala: GREAT GOLLY! YOU'RE A SUPERHERO!!
Amy Rose: Yes I am. Don't tell Broadway...
Koala: Wait! Don't you need powers to be a super-(Amy Rose sets a pile of leaves on fire with her electricity) THAT'S SOOOO COOOOOL! ARE YOU GONNA BEAT THE ALIENS!?
Amy Rose: Yep. That's the plan.
Koala: CAN I HELP?!
Amy Rose: Yahno! (She uses electromagnetism to fly away)

Koala wanted to fight the aliens too. But she knew what she needed. A theme song and a costume!

"Waka Laka-United Forces Speedy Mix" by Jenny Rom, The Zippers

Yes I used this in an earlier post but it's a different mix. 

Anyways, this is her theme song because it's a flaming ball of endless energy. Koala can be described as a flaming ball of energy.

The costume came out like this:

Now let me tell you how Koala got her powers.

One time, when she was taking Lil' Muffet for a walk, Lil' Muffet chased a squirrel into the woods. He was able to do this because the leash was too lose. Koala chased him into the woods. They were lost for 3 MONTHS.

One would think they would have never survived.

BUT THEY DID.

During that time, Koala had been learning survival skills from Lil' Muffet. She needed the abilities of Lil' Muffet to fight for her life. When they finally found their way home her abilities were completely changed. 

She was incredibly flexible, incredibly swift, and her senses were all heightened to the level of a dog. She actually located The BATCAVE on one instance because The Justice League had ordered pizza there and she wanted a slice. So she stole a slice of pizza without being located. FROM THE JUSTICE LEAGUE. IN THE BATCAVE. 

She was never able to find a great use for her abilities. Except for sports and food location. So when she caught Amy Rose preparing for battle with the aliens, she jumped at the opportunity to use her incredible stealthy dog abilities. She made the claws just for the occasion!

The mother ship had just landed and Koala snuck her way inside undetected.

She was spying on an alien conference discussing how they should take over earth. The aliens kept pointing to China. Then the alarm sounded. Had they spotted her? No. An image appeared on the Alien security feed. Amy Rose had just used her electromagnetic pull to pry open the front door of the mother ship! And now she was blasting the alien guards with lighting bolts.

Koala was so excited that she sprinted to the front door, out maneuvering ALL alien gunshots.

Amy Rose: HOW DID YOU GET IN THERE?!?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?! GO HOME!

Koala: It was easy, I'm fighting the aliens, No.

Amy Rose: I don't have time to force you to go home right now.

Koala: Well, they want to take over China first.

Amy Rose: What makes you say that?

Koala: I was SPYING!

Amy Rose: Well, you keep doing that. I'll try to take this ship down! 

Koala: (from down the hallway) I'm on it!

Meanwhile, Broadway comes across a gif on Tumblr of her sister prying that door open. She screams so loud that a nearby window cracks oh so slightly...

To Be Continued... 

Powers:
Enhanced Senses:

The user has extremely accurate senses, allowing them to see, hear, smell, taste, and/or feel more than an average member of their species.

Enhanced Instincts:

The user has stronger instincts than normal, not necessarily predatory or prey, but can battle instincts or parental instincts. The user tends to abandon logic and play with pure instinct, generally making illogical but successful moves.

Peak Human Flexibility:

This ability enables you to be the most flexible of the human species. You can bend, twist or scrunch to a certain degree. Unlike Elasticity, you aren't able to bend or twist parts of the body that aren't bendable or twistable such as the head or spine or to stretch or pull parts inhumanely long or far. This ability has the key word, "human" in it and the word "peak"; meaning to the best of the human ability

Enhanced Reflexes:

User has drastically enhanced reaction speed, allowing them to dodge bullets, catch flies in mid-air, dodge and maneuver around complex attacks, catch falling objects, block detriments and react instantaneously to what others take more time to react to.

So today's post!

I GOT A NEW IDEA.

I won't post the song until I try this.

So I've got nothin' again. But I want to make this post fun.

What if my friends had superpowers? What would they be? What would be their superhero identity?

I found this thing called Heromachine.com so I might be able to bring that prospect to life!

Who should I try first?...

AMY ROSE!

NO! I mean Broadway's sister!

Ok. So first thing's first! She needs a theme song!

"Don't Give Up" by the Noisettes

Yes yes yes! It is the perfect amount of attitude demonstrated by a female vocalist and a crazy guitarist! This choice is a very good fit.

NOW FOR THE PICTURE!

OK so the origin story.

Amy Rose is well known for her spunky attitude, her unwillingness to stand down to any threat, and  her liking for dinosaur chicken nuggets.

So one day she was rocking out on her uke and eating dinosaur nuggets simultaneously when her dog, (Lil' Muffet I recall.) Stole her whole plate of nuggets! GASP! So she chased him around the house in an attempt to get her nuggets back. When she found Lil' Muffet there was only one nugget left. She decided not to eat it and to nurse it back to full health after that traumatizing attack from that ferocious puppy.

Then came a thunderstorm and the power went out. Where did all the electricity go? It was all absorbed by that nugget bringing it TO LIFE. 

Amy Rose and the Dino nugget: named Rick, had a growing friendship. Rick got pretty big.

Rick began to demonstrate his powers of electricity only when it was needed. 

Amy Rose's car broke down one day and he fixed it in a snap.

Amy Rose: WHA?! RICK?!?! HOW DID YOU???

Rick: I have something to tell you.

Amy Rose: YOU CAN TALK?!?! THAT IS AMAZING!

Rick: Ever since you gave me the gift of life, I have had these powers. I can control the TV without a remote, I can control the stoplights on the road, You just saw me jump start your car...

Amy Rose: Whoa that's crazy dude!

Rick: I guess this is my way of giving back.

All of the sudden Amy Rose felt a tingling feeling all over her body. Did she have the power? She pointed at the stoplight. She was able to hold it on caution for a long time. YES! SHE DID! But what would she do with it?

She got a job at GE so she could indirectly assist in the creation and effectiveness of their products, providing literal SPARKS.

One day she was able to catch a hostile signal that came FROM OUTER SPACE. 

THAT'S RIGHT ALIENS.

She was the only one who received the signal and therefore the only one who could stop the attack.

To this day she is tapping into alien technology and effing things up to prolong the attack. But she made the costume for when they inevitably come.

Name? BAH. Superhero names are overrated! 

Power breakdown: Electricity Manipulation

Users are able to absorb, conduct, generate and manipulate a form of energy resulting from the existence of charged particles (such as electrons or protons) which give the user control over electric fields, electric charges, electric currents, electronics, and electromagnetism.

The user can diverse various electrical-based attacks, ranging from simple to complex attacks. Simple effects may include the ability to generate electricity, shoot lightning, or overload a circuit. More complex ones may include manipulating energy in a person, directing current in a more complex route than the one of least resistance, firing sparks, turning off electrical devices, or electrical constructs. With applications ranging from direct electrocution and high energy output, to more complex abilities such as hacking, and electromagnetism generation and constructs, the user is able to control electrons in a variety of the effects that often yield positive results,making Electricity Manipulation one of the most powerful and versatile element.

Yes I'm behind blahblahblah wahtever

"Airmail Special-Club Des Belugas Remix" by Ella Fitzgerald

BAH. Random scatting because I actually don't feel like putting work into a song for YESTERDAY'S post...

So what did I do yesterday.

Well. I went driving.

As you may or may not recall I STILL don't have my license.\

So Pop and I went driving. We drove in heavy Sunday mall traffic. I didn't hit anything. AGAIN!

I know I'm awesome at driving

No really, I'm kind of a great driver. Probably because I'm terrified of driving altogether.

I worry about everything.

If I see another car I think of this:

Yipes!

So I make sure not to hit the other car.

If I see a tree I think of this:

Yipes!

So I watch out for that tree

If I see with my eyes I think of this:

Yipes!

If I am still breathing while I'm driving I think of this:

Yipes!

I am so scared of crashing. So I follow the rules to avoid it at all costs. I don't care about the police. I just don't want to hit anything.

When I took Driver's Ed in NY, the course had all sorts of "scare'em straight" videos about not being drunk and not sleeping and not using any cellular devices.

I didn't care much for those. I'm not stupid.

But the videos of the car crashes had me terrified because you can be intelligent and IT COULD STILL HAPPEN TO YOU. NOBODY IS SAFE. EVER. EVER. EVEEEER.

Or at least that's the motto for driving as far as I know it. "You are never ever ever eveeeer safe so follow the rules to maybe decrease the probability of crashing by .02 percent"

Then we worked on parallel parking.

I've almost mastered that. It isn't incredibly difficult once you find your parking groove.

So that ends yesterday's post.

Sorry I'm late.

"Adventure Time" by Philter

But just because it will be tomorrow by the time I'm done doesn't mean I am not energized.

The first half of my day was more torture from the sissies.

But the second half was superduperfuntime!

So I went to see Turbo with Mother and Whiney.

THAT SNAIL IS FAAAAAST!

Yep. That's all the commentary you're getting there.

Then I ate IN A RESTAURANT!

SCORE!

Having had applesauce for lunch yesterday, I was more than happy for these accommodations.

I ate this magnificent tilapia with mashed potatoes and PERFECTLY COOKED broccoli.

It was so beautiful man!

You shoulda been there!

Then I watched a movie that should have been a 90's movie but somehow ended up in this decade.

It was 42.

You know, that movie about Jackie Robinson.

It was bad. EVERY SINGLE MOMENT WAS A CLIMAX.

And when EVERYONE'S A CLIMAX, NO ONE'S A CLIMAX.

It felt slow because they were over romantic and they overplayed the drama that didn't need much more umph.

IT'S EFFING RACISM. YOU SHOULDN'T FEEL THE NEED TO MAKE EVERY MOMENT AS DRAMATIC AS POSSIBLE. THE DRAMA IS ALREADY THERE.

Everything could have been the climax. From the moment the manager decided to put him on the team to the moment they made it to the world series.

There wasn't a hump. There was no build. 

If there were a proper hump the movie probably could have been Oscar worthy. The drama in every scene was well done.

 But it all felt cliche because the drama was the same over the top level in EVERY SCENE.

And they pulled out all the stops too.

They did the "Dramatic looking out the window" scene.

They did the "Slow motion home run" scene.

They did the "Quiet National Anthem" scene. (btw it was a DIFFERENT SCENE THAN THE SLOW MOTION. WHY THE HELL WERE THEY SEPARATED?!)

I felt like the director was trying to impress me. Not like he was trying to SHARE THE STORY.

It would have been acceptable in the 90's but DUDE! Get with the times!

Movies got humps man!

It's a RACISM movie. That is intense in itself. Give it the lovely lady lumps that it deserves!

BAD DAY

"Shut Up And Let Me Go" by The Ting Things

I had a horrible day actually.

It was one of those "If I cook, I'll be doing extra dishes tonight, so I guess it's applesauce for lunch" days.

I was so irritable all day. To add on to that it was also one of those days where my sisters are bent on being OBSTACLES.

I don't even want to call them my sisters right now...

They're just obstacles.

I would have been able to handle it if there was EASY FOOD.

I didn't want to waste my time dirtying up the dishes for myself.

It was also raining. That is actually a HUGE factor.

SO YOU LIKE SPENDING YOUR DAYS WITHOUT A BEAMING SMILING SUN!? Likely story...

It was a light thunderstorm all day. The rain stopped for three seconds and my mom was all like PLAY OUTSIDE WITH YOUR SISTERS. I heard the thunder as soon as I stepped outside. It immediately started drizzling.

Me: It's starting to rain again let's go inside

Whiney: DERP I DON'T FEEL ANYTHING!

 

Three seconds later the cats and dogs fell.

Me:

 

I really really REALLY wanted to just leave her out in the rain. She was sassing me like that all day. 

I had to clean the basement with her. She didn't help, she played with toys. And when I gave her SPECIFIC AND DIRECT ORDERS she would half-ass it or move slower than an inanimate object. 

At this point I feel like she needed a traumatizing experience to stop the sass. Leaving her in the rain would have been perfect. But I still (somehow) find that a tad unethical, even on an empty stomach.

I'm feeling a lot better now though. Just ate a hearty home cooked dinner and I'm ready to just unwind and watch some Prison Break. After I do a smaller amount of dishes. I guess the fast was worth it after all!

What is a dinner break between blog posts called?

"Dumb Jokes by Bryant Oden"

A DINNERMISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THAT WAS SATISFYING

Ok... I know what you're thinking...

AT LEAST I TRIED.

Everyone's a critic.

Anyways, now that I have ineffectively warmed up my audience let's get to the meat of the post...

Whelp I guess that wraps it up!

Ok you got me.

I don't have a topic AGAIN.

Well I do. Kinda.

We all got our roommates assigned for college today.

And I learned that if one of my roommates didn't move away from NY in 2nd grade we probably would have graduated together...

It's awkward only if you REALLY think about it.

And I wish I could talk more about college but that's not really on my mind. Unless I'm reading for college or doing things for college I usually kind of forget that it's actually happening. It's one of those obscure things like being old enough to vote (which I am as of this month).

The LAST thing I want to do is GUSH about what I'm watching on Netflix.

But it is perhaps the most well written TV show ever.

The acting is meh for some of the characters.

BUT IT'S SO WELL WRITTEN THAT THE ACTING DOESN'T MATTER

Yep. I'm gushing anyways

The title of the show is Prison Break.

The antagonist is a female Politician

The protagonist is a dude who has been CHEATED.

BY THE SYSTEM! 

Yes. I know. It's awesome.

As a matter of fact, YOU should go watch that while I go watch Prison Break "brainstorm" some blog topics! *opens Netflix tab*

Whoa! I actually blogged about my blogger's block! Thanks Broadway!

Alright. Let's fix this!

"11h30" by Danger

The name of the artist is DANGER So you know I mean business...

The last post was unacceptable, but it was something nonetheless.

Yes I'm one behind.

Again.

This meerkat is shaming me...

I was BEGGED to finish the post prior by Woosh Woman.

She apparently cares a great deal about the mysterious word burmite.

Well, sorry Woosh Woman you may be dying to learn the meaning of burmite but I kind of want to move on...

Me recovering from format trauma...

If you were in my situation, YOU WOULD DO THE SAME.

Bah what the hell.

Burmite: It's amber you know. The science people found really old stuff in it. It came from da trees.

Unreversed: UN. REVERSED. It's something that is unable to reverse. This word is sort of a double negative but not at all what am I talking about.

Undemonstratableness: To be UNABLE to DEMONSTRATENESS.

Cordelia: Well it's a book. Also She's King Lear's youngest and only dedicated daughter. In other words, It's girl's name.

Geoffrey: He was the illegitimate son of Henry II... It's a boy's name.

OK STORYTIME! I thought this part would never come!

There is a male and female. You know what type of story this is gonna be

"A fanfic?"

Why would you even? Consider? *SIGH*

A love story. DUUUUUH

So Geoffery was shopping for towels. Then HE SAW HER.

This seems appropriate

AND SHE.

SAW HIM.

SEEING HER.

WHOA.

And the intensity of this visual encounter was.

intense.

IT WAS ALMOST AS IF THE ANGEL CUPID HIT THEM BOTH WITH A BARRAGE OF ARROWS

Cupid got a raise.

SO HE WALKED OVER AND ASKED.

Geoffrey: What's your name?

Cordelia: Cordelia.

Geoffrey: Ok.

Then he walked away.

"OMG This guy has no people skills..."

Cordelia: Aren't you going to tell me your name and ask me to lunch or something?

Geoffrey: Oh, I'm Geoffrey. And yes. I do eat food at noontime. Care to join?

Cordelia: You're lucky you're photogenic.

Geoffrey: Ok.

So they ate lunch together. Geoffrey felt his feelings were filled UNDEMONSTRATABLENESS.

But she dragged those feelings out and they dated and their relationship went UNREVERSED. 

They finally sealed the deal, or solidified the BURMITE by getting married. 

And they lived happily ever after the end.

Moral of the story:

Romance without conflict is DESIREABLE. 

But get real romance novelists.

I kind of don't have a topic

"Box of Secrets-Original Mix" by Zarif

I have no reason behind this song. I don't have a topic therefore, no reason.

So I guess I'llllll dooo...

Another trope analysis?

Nah, those require too much work.

Please take into account that I have a show on Netflix waiting for me as I type this sentence.

How do I BS this post to leave you all satisfied and do it quickly?

Well.

I guess I should tell another story?

No, I'm not in creative mode.

WHAT TO DO WHAT TO DO?!

I'll just use http://listofrandomwords.com/ and connect all of those words somewhat coherently.

Basically a story with training wheels.

This might be even harder than I thought...

We'll start simple. 5 words.

If I do this again, the number may increase.

Here is the list:

• geoffrey
• unreversed
• undemonstrableness
• cordelia
• burmite

DA HELL'S A BURMITE???

DAG-NABBIT. Now I have to define them too using http://dictionary.reference.com/! 

THEN I tell the story. 

Look what I've gotten myself into...

OK!

Geof·frey

  [jef-ree]  Show IPA

noun

a male given name: from Germanic, meaning “divine peace.”

OMG I HAVE TO USE http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/unreversed THESE TABS ARE ANNOYING

THIS POST IS OVERCOMPLICATING ITSELF

Definition of UNREVERSED

: not reversed

re·verse

  [ri-vurs]  Show IPA adjective, noun, verb, re·versed, re·vers·ing.

adjective

1.

opposite or contrary in position, direction, order, or character: an impression reverse to what wasintended; in reverse sequence.

2.

with the back or rear part toward the observer: the reverse side of a fabric.

3.

pertaining to or producing movement in a mechanism opposite to that made under ordinary runningconditions: a reverse gear; a reverse turbine.

4.

acting in a manner opposite or contrary to that which is usual, as an appliance or apparatus.

5.

noting or pertaining to an image like that seen in a mirror; backward; reversed.

6.

noting or pertaining to printed matter in which what is normally white, as the page of a book, appearsas black, and vice versa.

unreversed

  

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re·verse

  [ri-vurs]  Show IPA adjective, noun, verb, re·versed, re·vers·ing.

adjective

1.

opposite or contrary in position, direction, order, or character: an impression reverse to what wasintended; in reverse sequence.

2.

with the back or rear part toward the observer: the reverse side of a fabric.

3.

pertaining to or producing movement in a mechanism opposite to that made under ordinary runningconditions: a reverse gear; a reverse turbine.

4.

acting in a manner opposite or contrary to that which is usual, as an appliance or apparatus.

5.

noting or pertaining to an image like that seen in a mirror; backward; reversed.

6.

noting or pertaining to printed matter in which what is normally white, as the page of a book, appearsas black, and vice versa

noun

7.

the opposite or contrary of something.

8.

the back or rear of anything.

9.

Numismatics .

a.

the side of a coin, medal, etc., that does not bear the principal design (opposed to obverse ).

b.

the side of an ancient coin that was struck by the upper die.

10.

an adverse change of fortune; a misfortune, check, or defeat: to meet with an unexpected reverse.

11.

Machinery .

a.

the condition of being reversed: to throw an engine into reverse.

b.

a reversing mechanism.

12.

Football. a play on offense in which one back running laterally hands the ball to another back who isrunning in the opposite direction and who then makes either an end run or a cutback.

13.

Bridge. reverse bid.

14.

Printing. printed matter in which areas that normally appear as white are printed in black, and viceversa.

verb (used with object)

15.

to turn in an opposite position; transpose: The printer accidently reversed two chapters of the book.

16.

to turn in the opposite direction; send on the opposite course.

17.

to turn inside out or upside down.

18.

to change the direction of running of (a mechanism).

19.

to cause (a mechanism) to run in a direction opposite to that in which it commonly runs.

20.

to revoke or annul (a decree, judgment, etc.): to reverse a verdict.

21.

to alter to the opposite in character or tendency; change completely.

22.

to turn in the opposite order: to reverse the process of evolution.

23.

Printing. to print as a reverse.

verb (used without object)

24.

to shift into reverse gear: The driver drove forward, then reversed.

25.

(of a mechanism) to be reversed.

26.

to turn or move in the opposite or contrary direction, as in dancing.

27.

Bridge. to make a reverse bid.

de·mon·stra·ble

  [dih-mon-struh-buhl, dem-uhn-]  Show IPA

adjective

1.

capable of being demonstrated or proved.

2.

clearly evident; obvious: a demonstrable lack of concern for the general welfare.

OK THIS IS SCREWING WITH THE FORMATTING AND IT IS UNFIXABLE. 

SO DONE.

HOLY CRAP THERE IS SO MUCH SPACE

NEVER AGAIN. NEVER.

Let's just pretend this post never happened mmkay?

I'm still posting it though. My struggle was somewhat amusing...

I didn't even see the part time accounting ad. I might take that up. 

I had to make everything fuchsia to make things somewhat readable.

I can't fix the words in the green....

OMG my blog bleeds FAIL. Call an ambulance. 

Nope this post has no pulse. I'm afraid it's too late.

WHY DO THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!!!!!!