I can't wait 'til the teens to complain about how bad blog interfaces were "back in aught-eight"

So I've just returned from the first time ever of brushing my teeth at the office. And boy, are my puns tired. No, you shouldn't bother looking, for I didn't really throw in a pun. I've already told you they're tired. So tired, in fact, that they've sacked out on the fluoride wake 'em but I fear they'd immediately bristle.

This is an idiot time to eat my afternoon snack, huh? I actually thought of that before traipsing off to the bathroom swinging my dental instruments, but I just didn't act on it. Ever do something you just couldn't account for later? There are worse things I could've done, I suppose. I just can't think of any off hand.

I don't understand this lack of blogrings on Blogger. I mean Blogspot. I think. Gosh, there seems to be a lot I don't understand about whatever this one blogging site I can access from work is.

I used to like to go to the Xanga blogrings to look for like-minded bloggers. And while I never actually found any, it was nice to know there was a place to look. Now my only option is to twiddle my thumbs, awaiting a visit by someone, anyone with a like mind. Or at least something like a mind.

What a stupid time to eat a snack. Actually, as was likely tacit above, it was a dumb time to brush. Despite the way I ultimately decide to couch it, I do have crud in my teeth and could really use another brushing.

I swear, 15 years without doing it once, and now I feel as though I need a second one not five minutes after the first.

Hmm. I'm not sure I'm still talking about brushing.