I'm making mini-me's which means I can't blog so much no more, but I still love you. I think.

So you've probably noticed that I haven't blogged all week. And if you haven't that's ridiculous, only losers visit and take their wine home with them afterwards (which is ridiculous too, because why is there wine left, right?). Anyway. That's like people who read a whole blog post and don't comment. Ass.

The reason is because I'm teaching Ingleesh to foreigners so I can teach Ingleesh to people in other countries. I've started CETLA. It's so cool. But I'm so friggin' tired, like you know that feeling when you just wake up and it's all hazy and then you realise that 16 insects crawled into your brain through your pupils. Yeah that's like exactly how I feel. I should be writing one of my assignments now, but eh. My brain is sore from all the tiny footprints.

It's quite cool that I get to mould the minds of foreign people. I don't know who thought that was a good idea or why they let me in. But yeah. I'm making mini-me's. Oh and the class likes me because I make a fool of myself for them - like a monkey for peanuts.

Haha. I'm so lame. Anyway. Just letting you know I care about you and I can still write and didn't lose my memory after getting hit by truck that transports screwdrivers and can still know how to read and write. I think. Bother.

From the 12th of December I'll be re-commencing the semi-regularity of the brain meats on the internet.