A blog about my history project, a biography of an 18th century American woman who lived in and is buried in my town. I kind of think of her as my imaginary friend. Or my ghostly friend. Or a friendly ghost. Ghostly friend sounds better.
This is a test. Ha ha! Check me out! I'm hot shit what with my new avatar and stuff! (ok, I'm jumping the gun here a bit, because I haven't clicked the "post" button yet, and for all I know, this wont work.) Life's a crap-shoot.
SONOFABITCH. How the eff do I get a gravatar to show up when I post on sites?ARGGGHHHHHH
How about now?
Ah HA! And she triumphs AGAIN. That's right, folks, just another day in my life, making the internet my bitch.
What what! And that should be said all, "Whut whuyut!" I got all excited about four comments, you emm effer. :) Glad to have you on board with blogspot! And on the post where I ripped you off! Yay!
Oh yeah. That's technically a quote up there, isn't it. I had almost forgotten about my little outburst. Good times.