Blog (5)67!!!! Family Visit (No Shave Extreme) (?)

Six seven! Oh joy! Or near enough. Anyway, as I’m typing on a Sunday morning (I have just a few seconds before the afternoon in fact :O) my brother’s family SHOULD be visiting me and my dad later on, and I believe my sibling’s claim. Why? Because I didn’t shave today. I’m really kicking myself I didn’t start my shave diary when I first noticed something strange was going on, because you think things are weird now? Yeah, how about double the amount of times in a row I didn’t shave when seeing my brother. At least! Even better than the visit, there should be a Hampton Court trilogy coming up soon! If I do end up going on a trip and I don’t shave then? Well… what. The. Hell. A superstitious person would call that a sign, but what in God’s name is the sign suggesting? My brother likes stubble? Why is that important? Most signs tell you to not the go to work as there will be a massive car crash, I don’t see how stubble can save my life, even if my brother does like it! Anyway, because I’m crossing my fingers about the trip and it should be around the same time I usually do my One Screwy Day stories, I will be deviating from my schedule and getting my story out of the way sooner than I usually do. And I say ‘getting it out of the way’ as I find them kinda tiring. My brain can’t handle too much of 100% concentration mode, explaining why my writings often lack structure. Anyway, coming with me on the trip to King Henry VIII’s old home are a group of small children and as we all know, small children love saying ’67!’ Hopefully I won’t be perceived as too old and uncool to join in. Maybe my dad would like to take part in the celebrations?? As a huge fan of numbers myself, I think he’d be missing out if he doesn’t take part. And you think 67 is cool? How about 12345??

What to talk about in the meantime? Well, I had a Papa John’s stuffed crust pizza yesterday (and the rest of it today) which I did enjoy, obviously. However, it may just be me not being able to work out how to use the site properly, but I couldn’t work out how to get a regular stuffed crust with my favourite special deal the webpage does that makes the whole meal cheaper. Therefore, I had to (apparently) get a CHEDDAR cheese stuffed crust instead. It tasted like sick to me and before you say that’s slander I don’t like ANY cheese (apart from pizza cheese) so really it’s not slander to the company at all. (Maybe it’s slander against people who like cheese, though. I’m basically calling their sense of taste ‘terrible’. No one wants to be that person who eats sick). Maybe the company would like to make using their site simpler, or improve their deals? It didn’t matter too much though as I just dipped the cheesy crust in sauce. Delicious. I also had some buffalo chicken wings yesterday and I FINALLY found out why such foods are called what they are. Buffalos are not chicken and buffalos don’t have wings (tiny wings), right? You get the name because the wings came from a place CALLED ‘Buffalo’! How about that, eh? PJ’s cookies are really nice, too. Do cookies come from a place called ‘Cookie’? Does stuffed crust come from a place called ‘Stuffed Crust’? I guess that’s oversimplifying things although it would make Galaxy chocolate bars incredibly exciting. Having thought about it, I would like to name a town ‘Stuffed Crust’ and ‘Cookie’.

Now what to say? Ah, yes. The sweets and chocolates my dad bought for the whole family? Most of them will be for me. It’s not looking good is it? My diet, I mean? I ate a lot of mango today though, and two bananas! Is that ok? It’s like a heavy smoker doing lots of yoga, is that good or bad? I was told I wasn’t diabetic at least, but what about in next year’s doctor’s appointment? Maybe not. I guess I should just stop eating sugar, then? But the cookies… they were so warm… so chewy… Now what to say? I guess I could talk about me washing my car a couple of hours ago. On the other hand, maybe just use your imagination? Here’s a thought: What the hell is all that green stuff on the bottom of my windows? I feel like I’m driving in part car, part plant which sounds weird, but at the same time it also sounds like something the Green Party would encourage. Good for the environment maybe but I still feel like I’m doing very little at all whilst at the same time I’m leaving my old life behind to become some sort of hippy! Does that sound crazy to you? I mean who loves plants more than hippies, right? Well, technically I actually DRIVE a plant. Right on, no? Anyway, the green stuff is gone, now. Well most of it. I guess now I’ve reduced the amount of oxygen in the planet by maybe 0.0000000000000000000000000000000001% Sorry. Well probably even less than that, I just didn’t want to be perceived as lazily making this blog longer, it sounds like the kind of thing a child would do. The child who drives a plant, try finding people who look up to him. Memorable, though.

Ah. Turns out my brother didn’t visit me even though I didn’t shave. I don’t know when I’m going to Hampton Court to be honest with you, but I’m still getting my story done because I want to. And on that busy note… bye!