Raging Ellipsi of Death
Good morning.. night.. whatever…
Ellipses are the curse of the internet. I think that’s what they’re called. They’ve made us lazy writers. Most of the email I get contains at least a couple… What do they mean? I would have said more but… You know what I mean… I’ve got me a subject, I’ve got me a predicate, I ain’t workin’ on this sentence no more… Maybe they’re just ubercommas. Comma Johannen.
I don’t know how to make an umlaut U. Süe me.
Let’s begin again… Agh! There it is again! I can’t get away from the raging ellipsi!
THIS IS A DIARY! I SHOULD WRITE ABOUT MY DAY!
Today, woke up, went to church, came home, went to christmas banquet, went home, watched football (can’t explain that,) went back to church, came home, wrote this. hmm… Ach!
I’m listening to The Clash right now. I would’ve been hip several years ago. I’m nostalghip.