I keep wanting to blog, but there are so many things to blog about that things are getting ridiculous. Yesterday, I was going to blog about hair, and the day before that, about relationships. But I got into this debate on a message board about emotionalism and Christianity and I've officially talked myself out. No profundity today, sorry.

Instead, I'm blogging about chocolate milk. And walking on catwalks 30 feet in the air. And getting stuck in the crane truck because of failed electronics. And the sheer idiocy of American teenage culture at large. And eggrolls. And staying up until two AM getting a ridiculous email situation straightened out. And plastic, inflatable baseball bats.

I'm really, really glad that the fair ends tonight. This is a hallelujah moment, folks.