Something Witty and Clever... (but not really)

So I've returned to blogging and I am still not famous. Oh well. I guess my blog would become famous if people knew it existed and for people to know it exists they would probably have to Google my name and in order for people to want to Google my name they would need to know that I exist... and that's probably why I am still not famous. The only people that know I exist are my 5 faithful followers, although I have no idea if one of them is even a real person. So my 4 followers are the only peeps that know I and the blog exists, although I should probably not count my roommate as a follower cause I live with him... and I guess I don't really know how faithful the other 3 are in reading this. So at most there are 5 people that know about me and my blog, but more than likely it's one person that reads this only when extreme boredom hits them.

Oh well. I guess I can't make myself famous through my blogging. I guess I'll have to rely on winning the lotto in order to gain my wealth instead of through my celebrity.

Speaking of celebrities, why are they so rich? They don't actually do anything that helps people (aside from adopting ridiculous amounts of children... yes, I'm talking about you Angelina). On a side note related to my side note in parentheses in the last sentence, what is the deal with her collecting babies like trophies? Are her and octomom in some sort of babies race like the US and the former Soviet Union were in an arms race? I know I'm like six months, at least, behind that whole joke and everything, but it still creeps me out. It's like as soon as she gets tired of a kid she gets a new one. Kids aren't like clothes where you can get new ones once you outgrow or wear-out the old ones. I completely forgot where I was going with this paragraph... oh well.

Some of you may be asking what the point of writing this blog is after reading to this point... and well there really isn't a point (don't act surprised). I was simply bored and decided to do something productive (the productivity of this blog is very debatable, but still its better than sleeping all day... or is it?). I am a major procrastinator (I'm not going to talk about it, it's more of a just in case you were interested sort of thing). I measure productivity by how many times I stand up in a day... so, yes, I would count this blog as being productive, a major waste of time, but a productive one at that.

Here is the part of the blog that I talk about my life and whats new in it. I'm actually just joking, nothing new is going on in my life. If there was something new and exciting, I definitely wouldn't be wasting my time writing this (or maybe this is the new and exciting thing in my life?). What is that you are saying to yourself, "Tim is the coolest most awesome guy I know and he writes the wittiest and most clever blog entries of all time, so how can he have such a boring life?"?(?... I feel I messed up somewhere with the question marks) Well sadly if that is exactly what you are thinking, you are dead wrong and quite gullible. I often speak of my awesomeness, coolness, hilarity and other positive qualities and characteristics that I possess (here comes the catch), but I do not really possess any of them, at least not to the degree I would like you to think. I guess this paragraph has been somewhat of a confessional section for me... and it was quite therapeutic.

I cannot guarantee when my next entry will be, but I can guess it will be a result of boredom. So until next time, make me famous... PLEASE!!!!!!! I need money and I don't want to really have to work for it, so if you could make me famous that would be pretty sweet.