summer time

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no more school.
metaphorical acres of freedom in which to play.
not a care for grammar,
nor for figuring out how much lemonade you're going to need if you spend x hours on the hammock drinking 4 lemonades an hour but your brother already drank 5 lemonades.

o no.

it is a time for blogging.

i was thinking the other day (as i often do) 'hey, i have a really boring summer planned out. what am i going to do so i don't sit in front of the computer all day like last summer? but then i thought back to last summer. last summer was awesome. and all of it was carefully documented in an internet medium, here known as a blog.

how exciting.

so ill blog blog blog. and ill try to get people to read read read my blog blog blog again again again.

it shouldnt be to hard.

we are, after all, nerds.