What a complete waste of time.

Yes, you heard me right; this post is a complete waste of time, yet you're looking straight at it. In fact, your looking hard enough to recognize these words as well as you do right now, and you might even be looking harder if you think about it. I know those two sentences made no sense whatsoever, but come on. Give me a break. I need something to say, so randomness will be that something, okay? Good. Now lets talk about randomness.

Blue is a very interesting color if you look at it, but you can say that about almost any color can't you? Maybe you can't. Maybe only certain colors are interesting, while the rest are just bland copies of boring uninspiredness. I need to see these colors everyday for them to be this bland. Let me see the blue, Forn, you know who you are and why you are and what you are, yet you always seem to countermand my vehicle of sound and violence. Oh, come now, not that Camelot is a good  movie, which I think it is that being beside the point, but it does have a bit of wrongness within it's lovely story telling woes.

Oh, don't kill me, but fill me with love and understanding like a dove would a Christmas tree in the middle of July. Yes, Christmas is a lovely year for songs to be sung and birds to be eaten and lives to be lost and crying to be done and toys to be bought and so on. But et cetra really means and so on. So why do people use latin in their little short phrases. I mean that it really doesn't make sense. Does it? Does it? No. Never before has it ever, and ever before had it never nought sought the serving pot of cruelty and remorse riding high upon a white horse and flying in a camel's norse. Yes.