Coolness, Nerds, Chocolate Lava Cake

Please don't think I'm trying to be "cool" because of the theme I chose for this blog.  Out of all the lame choices, I picked this one simply because I lean towards the colors blue and green, even if this one is lime and in yo face kind of green.  Oh well, as long as it doesn't blind you, then it shouldn't matter. 

A little bit about me.  I'm pretty much a nerd...maybe a closet nerd, but still a nerd.  I play lame computer games, watch mystery shows, read books (amazing I know...who does that now a days), and can enjoy alone time, probably a little too much.  I also have an immense hatred for people who misspell easy words, even though I guarantee I've been a culprit of this -more from trying to type too fast or not paying attention, than actually not not knowing how to spell.  So I apologize if i misspell something easy and it seems as if I'm a hypocrite.  It was unintentional I promise.  For example: likeing, hateing, dieing.  That is not how to spell those words.  You drop the -e.  And in the case of dieing...you change the i to a y and add -ing.  I know people don't care about this but it makes you seem ignorant and then I can't even pay attention to the point you are trying to make because all I can think about is "YOU IDIOT, IF YOU'RE GOING TO WRITE, SPELL IT RIGHT!" Okay, I apologize for the rant but it is a huuuuuge pet peeve of mine.

Furthermore, I don't care much for politics because I find them to be ridiculous ideaologies pushed on us by self serving bastards.

I have an affinity to chocolate lava cakes even though after eating one, I want to lay on the floor and mumble to myself, "why did I eat that?"  But, I can't resist the magical surprise that awaits inside a chocolate lava cake.  Once you get to the middle, its an eruption of joy! Yaaaaaay! It's like opening Christmas presents! 

Oh also today I read about Lord Jesus Christ getting hit by a car.  And I mean Lord Jesus Christ....that is his legal name! What would possess a person to do that! I really hope his parents didnn't name him that...how pretentious and how much pressure to put on a small child.  Did they only give him a loaf of bread to eat everyday and expect him to multiply it? I mean really, kids have enough to deal with these days besides the pressure of being Lord Jesus Christ.  He also must think people are calling his name all the time which would utterly annoy me.

Okay enough for now, I'm sure after I get home from the gym I'll have more stuff to say that no one cares about, but I will still rant about it.