What? Tomorrow's Friday

Here I am...

In English Class sitting next to a TRAITOR. We made the coolest video EVER in Broadcast Journalism. It was for a movie trailer and we shot it AT MY HOUSE with MY MOMS COOKIES and all I wanted in return was the credits to say: 'In association with What Tomorrow's Friday Productions" and apparently it "didn't fit" how can it NOT FIT?! It's a freakin movie trailor that's like exactly what's in a trailer!

Anyway the blasphemer is gone. He is forever blocked and ...

A simple request from a person that I'm going to set on fire:

His last wish...

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And someone tell Alaina to catagorize her previous blogs.

Last night, I still had all this excitement to go churn out some good homestyle blog material.  I got home, ran joyously to the office, but unfortunately, due to situations beyond my control, was unable to log on.  It may be debated wether or not the situations were enirely out of my control, some have speculated that I was, in fact, merely muy muy perezosa.  But I assure you, dear readers, I was muy muy motivada.  Kind of.

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          I do believe Miss Alaina was mistaken. Our web-page layout is not red it  is in fact burgundy-ish. So I will get right on that and see if I can't find a more...enthralling layout. And I'm just wondering...which part of the dia...

It's just... red.  And the funny looking "ripped paper" effect that goes behind the text windows?  Good lord is that interesting.  Sure our blog is irrelevant, but should the layout be updated?  Yep.  Do me and Haley know how to change the website from the crappy default layout to a better one?  No ma'am.

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So what happened to this-- "I'm go...

If you can't read that sharply captured picture there above, my iPod is whining that I need to "Use iTunes to restore."

[I also apologize for having a phone that takes pictures unsuitable for the human eye.  If it makes you feel any better, it also restarts itself everytime I get a text.]

I think this is Apple's way of saying, "The minis have been decimated&...

          Although I'm sure you've heard it many a time before, and you read it every time you visit this web-sighting...I am obligated to say:

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          I must apologize on behalf of my cohort. She seems to be far too busy to pay us any mind. So, in her place I shall blog. Although, no one really cares, because no one reads this...not even those on the W?TF  Facebook group. How ridiculous is that?!

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          Yes it is.

          Complaint:  Brett Favre.  Honestly, if you want to retire, then go for it.  If you don't want to retire, stop messing with the entire National Football League and stay.  It really is that simple.  I'm more bothered by you than Jimmy-Fallon-in-a-tree-pretending-to-be-Robert-Pattinson-be...

          Speaking of Hot [adjective]...Hot Mess comes out next week. If I could dance, I would be.

Alright, so I was thinking...How many episodes of Veggie Tales are there? Because the only one I remember is the episode where Larry is singing about Water Buffaloes.

          Everybody's got a water buffalo

         
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          I am in awe. I cannot believe we managed to BS 36 blogs. We didn't even think we'd make it past 5! Okay, so what if we've only peaked at 4 visitors? Who cares? Besides, this blog was only created for our own amusement and to fill our not-so-exciting lives with oh-so-exciting blogs about the goings-on in our lives, like butterfly festivals and Hello Kitty Band-aids.

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          I would like to thank my most generous associate for oh-so splen[didly] stepping down from her title.

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          I'm over it.  Short blogs are for squares.  [And what exactly is a square anyway?  A person misfortunately born shaped like a cube?]  I'm not bitter.

          If I was said "Rectangular Prismic Being", my name would be Haley.  But I'm not bitter.

          I will just step down gallantly...

          I am not, dear readers, typing this from a cellular device, so you may want to reject this blog from the past. It's practically as old as the VHS. But if you are like me, you don't care and will continue reading.

          This weekend me and my cohort attended a-in my opinion- life changing event.

The annual Butterfly Festival.

No shit.

Defeat.

I present to you the shortest blog.

Sponsored by Haley:

My greatest sympathies, [for your ears] Alaina.

I win.

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          Hello, my name is Alaina.  I like to talk [correction: type] to myself in a small cyberbox called www.whattomorrowsfriday.webs.com.  If you are reading this, there is no point to clicking that link yonder to the left because it will just bring you right back to the homepage.  This is a fact.

          Yesterday I went to...

          26 is my soccer number.  Just saying.  We had a game today.  We lost.

Sniff.

          Moving forward, we got a cabin.  As in, the Rooker family can now leave their home and stay elsewhere.  Elsewhere being a small red box on Lake Marie in South Haven.

          Ever heard of South ...