Hoity Toity

After being surrounded in all directions by the political gurus storming campus, I pose a question to the cyber abyss: are you the type of person who lies when asked if you've voted? Or do you surrender with the truth, as they corner/eat you alive? If you have any sense of integrity, deceiving is the iniquitous choice. If you ignore them, you have no soul. And if you do vote, you give in. You support their organization. You let them win. Listen, I'm all for politics as much as the next kid. Only not when I'm late for class and their chasing me down with free t-shirts and popcorn.

3 things that define my life:
1. No matter how hard I try, I will never learn how to spell license or thesaurus. (I looked them up)
2. Aeroba-stretching
3. My dinner group called Hoity Toity

So good news, my friend gave me oreo bark today. I decided the duck pond, despite clicheeziness (chiche and cheesiness combined) is the loveliest place in the whole wide world. Isn't livid a great word? I need a donut and a nap.

Ain't he cute?