An Ode to Parkour-----> unrelated note: A footnote about the wonders and fine art of procrastination

I wrote a poem about Parkour. It goes like this:

"Jumping, leaping."

That's all I have so far. 

Have you ever seen something and thought, wow. That is cool. Then tried it? Well. I've been watching Parkour recently. And I thought, wow. That is cool. So I tried it. 

Lets just say...people with the hand-eye coordination of drunk monkeys should not attempt or even think of attempting Parkour. It looks dumb. Not Parkour; drunk monkey people attempting Parkour.

I think Parkour should be added to the dictionary. My blog is correcting me, telling me what I am actually meaning to say is, "Park our." Which, in fact, is actually two words.

On an unrelated note (see title)- Procrastination is an art form. It truly is. And it is one that I have mastered quite well. And let me tell you...what was I going to say?

I'll just tell you later.

Biebz and Oreos

Justin Bieber. All I have to say is, this kid has a 'do to do the dew. Know what I'm saying?

I had a theory in my head the other day. Well. I've heard it before. But. It was a little more profound on this Fall day. What if...

Your orange is different than my orange? We are seeing the same color, but what if the color you actually see is my red? But we both know it to be the same color. Mind blowing, right?!!!!!!

I want to learn how to play the bagpipes.

Do you ever get that heart-stopping feeling in your gut when you remember something too late, or realize you've lost something very important, or see your favorite book in a puddle of water, or listen to someone squeaking Styrofoam?

You're probably wondering about the other half of my title. Or if I'm going to end the story about heart-stopping moments.

I don't even know if I will.

Oreos are good for the heart. And I just had some. And they help with heart-stopping moments, like I had before I ate aforementioned Oreos. Did the Oreos make me feel better? No. Therefore, the statement "America's Favorite Cookie", does not seem to apply in this particular predicament. But Oreos are pretty good, I'll give them that.

I don't even know what I'm talking about. I have about 3 bajillion pages of homework, 3gigjazillion pictures to edit, and I honestly just want to sit and be space. Not take up space. Just be space. Sit there. I know that sounds depressing. But my motivation has flown out the window.

KBye.