And it twinkled

*twinkletwinkle* went the star

Except the star didn't actually twinkle that much

Just our atmosphere

And stuff

But never mind

Because that's Not a very good story

One day the star was bored

It was quite boring being a star

Nice, but repetitive

It bought a bicycle

A shiny red one

you can do anything you want to do.

 

is that what you want to do on new years eve?

 

i'll probably end up doing much the same.

 

could have gone over to some friends for lobsters and filet and .... human company... but i can't make myself do it. all couples anyway.

 

so here i'll be doing something pathetic and pointless and wasting precious god given hours...

 

but he knew id waste them when he gave them to me, so it's all good. i suppose i'll learn something for the next life.

Along with a helmet

you can paste the same word or symbol a thousand times. its all about the quantity with occasional punctuated equilibriums of quality or at least amusement.

It's nearly one am. I have nothing else to do :)

The star began to count as he cycled

*hugs and squishes and empathizes really hard*

One

:)

Twooooo

Buckle my shoe

Three

Ickle piggies

Bleugh