*Insert Evil Smiley Face*

The power of influence is a powerful thing. Wait, what? Yeah, that's what I meant to say. I love calling people out; maybe I should do it more often. Today, I read two blog updates that had no idea what they were talking about, and just went on listing off a bunch of things. Hilarious. It's been a crazy blog-athon over the last 24 hours. Beyond the personal blogs that I follow, the sports world has been blogging a crazy amount too. I just want to give a shout out to Roy Halladay for pitching a no hitter in his first ever playoff game. Good for you Doc, leaving Toronto was the best decision you've made.

Darn it. Now I forgot if I had anything else to say other than that.

Oh yes! Do you know anyone that has a really combustible laugh? The type that, when something funny is said, just suddenly explodes and scares the bijeebees out of you. Not only that, but there are little semi-spurts of lava that flow out too. Yeah, that's right; I'm talking about snorting. I can completely understand that some people don't have the biggest nasal cavity, so when they suck big time air through their nose, the pathway kind of closes and opens really fast due to the vibration, and causing that person to snort.

Well, everybody's favorite professor, Tim Moore, was at it again this morning. He thinks in pictures but the pictures in his mind don't translate to the hands. In class, we were discussing about how guys think in compartments and a girl's brain is like spaghetti in that it's all connected and intertwined. I won't get into any detail because why that was said is a completely different topic. So when he goes to try to explain what he's saying, he proceeds to the board to try to draw the head of a guy and girl with a side view. Out came probably two of the worst drawings of a guy and girl's head that anyone could ever imagine. The entire class starts laughing.

And in this sentence, you can insert what I wrote about the laughing. I don't want to be mean, but every time she does, a girl laughs exactly the way that I described two paragraphs ago. While everybody doesn't seem to mind, my laughter turns from the drawings to the girl. She is just having a masterful time using those laughing glands (which probably don't exist), and snorting with authority with every breath that she took. A month has passed and I still don't know who it is that does that, but I notice it every time and I can't help it. So while I'm still laughing, both at with her and at the drawings, I'm starting to get scared by the snorting. It was so intense that it was almost contagious. It made me feel like snorting! So by now, I'm so scared that I'm gonna let one big snort out as well, so I do my best to contain my laughter; but it don't work so well. When I laugh, I laugh out loud.

To whoever the fearless girl is, if you ever in your life come across this blog post (which I doubt, but who knows), I am so terribly sorry. Please don't come at me with a knife or something. I'm not making fun of you, I'm just pointing you out because of your awesome uniqueness; and special people deserve to be known. I know I'm mean, which is probably why you have about a hundred billion more friends than I do.

Anyway, that's the random story of the day. Also, for anyone that hasn't, check out Jason Mraz's new EP entitled Life Is Good. It really makes life feel good when you listen to it.