Moo Point (like that Friends episode)

Dude, did anyone notice that I've been posting regularly for like, the last 4 days? It's like we're in January again and this is all new and shiny and I'm not pissed off at Google Adsense anymore. Only, it's March and I'm still pissed at Google Adsense.

I've had a very busy February and some day soon, when I feel like posting my personal life all over the internet for people as far away as Ecuador and Latvia to read, we can discuss.

Let's take a moment to welcome all the new people here at Eloquence. The last few days, I've been getting readers from really interesting places, like Australia, Venezuela, Italy, Russia, Malaysia, Brazil, France, Taiwan, Czech Republic and Germany *can you guys help me clear up that thing about the guy who claimed he was from Auschwitz?*

There are like, one of you from each of these places, so feel free to feel as though this is a direct and personal greeting from me to you.

I'm not even really sure why I'm sitting here pointing this out. Is that against Blogger code to say where readers are from? Bad ethics? Hopefully, none of you are logging in from a compromised site and I hope no one gets caught and punished for this. Then again, if any of you are 30, living in your parents basement and abusing your internet privileges, I hope you do get in trouble. It's time to move out, man.

I suppose it's safe to say that this post is going to turn into a rambler. Not really specific and more along the lines of me abusing the power of a Wi-fi connection and your free time.

OH! Guess what. I feel like I single-handedly brought on sunshine today. No, seriously. Yesterday, I posted about our incredible rainy season. Today, after my second class (I'll talk about that tomorrow. It was like I went to daycare myself) I drove the 30 minute's home in rays of sun. And the whole time I was thinking God heard my plea for a weather change. It's like he knew that I would beat someone to death with an umbrella if I had to endure one more cloudy day! He must really love me.


I think it's best if I go now.

I'm not sure if I can salvage this post, so I'm just going to go watch television with Elle and eat ice cream. The kids can put themselves to bed.