Chiggy Wiggy

I'm contemplating writing a book.
This time for real.
er. really.

A- oAoAoAooooAH.
no really.
A- A book with no adjectives.
No happy day.
No cheery smile.
Just facts.
Yeah... a bestseller on my hands, no?
No subjective adjectives at least.
and NO nature mirroring the mood!
sheesh.

B-I could go the multiple option way and make the book interactive.

The --------- girl felt really bad.
(fat/thin)
She was the only ------- girl in her family.
(repeat above choice)
Her friends were super --------.
(go wild... put in your own adjective!)

Sigh. Next Exam Paper is Fiction.
I'll tell you One thing though.
My readers will never know Anything about me through my book.
NUuuurthing!
Nothing.
Except that im super super cool and i dont smoke.
Thats it
Thats all they're getting out of it.
Not my point of view on Iraq or Cosmo or Nail paints or Terrorism or the word Actor instead of Actress.

That'll all be from this blog.
yeah that's right.
Potloads of money shall i make off of this.
someday... somedaaaaaaaaay :)

Ps- don't smoke kids.

them law make them suicide illegal.