I’ll just start and and say, yes, I gave into the tubmlr craze. I know it’s like the combination of twitter and blogging, but I figured why not. I love twitter, I love blogging, so what’s not to love about tlogging? Tlogging? Bittering? I’ll come up with a better word for it some other time, and by some other time, I mean never. So if you want to follow me on Tumblr click here. And as always, if you want to follow my every waking move, here is my twitter.

Moving on to my next subject, which is a book. I shouldn’t call it a book, because it’s more than a book. Well actually, it’s not more than a book, it’s just a book, but to me it’s more than a book, it’s my favorite thing. The Hunger Games is a series (maybe?) of books written by the fabulous Suzanne Collins. She’s a God basically. The Hunger Games is a story about a futuristic ruined America which has been divided into 12 districts. Every year the 12 districts must select two people from 8-18 randomly to be sent into the Hunger Games. The idea of the Games is that the last person alive wins. Catching Fire is a sequel to The Hunger Games, and it makes my heart happy. There, I said it, I have feelings. Now my act of being a robot is gone forever. Golly-gee.

Christmas. Christmas. Weee! So, I know it’s only mid November, the 12th to be more exact, but I’m already getting in my Christmas mood! What is a Christmas mood? It’s a mode in the sprit of taking. Yes, I’ve already gone online and started looking for things that I want people to give me. What I am I buying other people, you ask? What’s that? You didn’t ask? Good. Because I wouldn’t have told you anyway. As a person, whom I admire, named Kayley said, “I can’t wait to pull out my snowman cardigan and Christmas owl v-neck bought for me by the lovely Rita and just dance around my living room to this Christmas channel with the fire a-blazing.” Now I can’t say that I have a snowman cardigan, or a Christmas owl v-neck bought for me by Rita, who evidently is lovely, but let me just say that the part about dancing around a fire? Oh yeah, I do that. Human Sacrifices and everything. What can I say? I just love the Christmas spirit!

So I leave you bloglings to go do more important things. What’s more important than you, you ask? Oh? You didn’t ask. OK.

FF) Looking a breasts for a man can improve his life span. Or maybe not….