Illegal Drug Gathering

Today was a good day.

I went to a Nerdfighter Gathering. I’m not going to tell you what nerdfighters are, or why they gather. A better explanation

My friend stopped at my house on the way there and I said to her loudly “Let’s go do some illegal stuff!” because I am hilarious. My mum laughed and then we jet packed out of there (and by jetpack I mean we caught the bus)

Instead of graffiti and knife crimes we really were doing chalk drawings on the footpath, singing songs, eating tim tams and group hugging.

I returned home way past my bedtime (6PM) but it was okay because I hadn’t really done any illegal stuff! Then I realized my clothes were covered in mysterious white powder and dog was sniffing like crazy.

IT WAS THE CHALK! DON’T DO DRUGS KIDS!

More posts with actual substance soon.

Internet Rage

This happens to me on a far too often.

What is this?

To be honest I don’t understand how blogging works. I am familiar with other people’s blogs but it’s not the same as actually getting any practice, kind of like watching other people ride bicycles all the time but never touching one.

So now I’ve jumped right on the blogging bicycle of metaphors without training wheels. There’s no going back now

(I also need to learn how to draw bicycles)

Even if I suck. Even if I suck so bad I cause a rift in the space-time continuum I have to keep going.

So welcome to my Benevolent Dinosaur. I don’t know what I’ll do with this place yet but it’ll be magical.

There’ll be dinosaurs and kittens.

And cereal.

And swordfights every Tuesday.

And...

But if you’re not satisfied with this deal you’ll get your money back guaranteed!

Some facts:

And throughout this entire bizarre introduction post all I really need to say was.