As My Biology Gently Weeps

Well, hello internet. We met a long time ago, and have since come to know each other quite well--so much so, in fact, that I now feel I must write you letters of my undying devotion. Those are all being kept in a vault hidden under a rock thrown from a bridge over a river through the woods past the field outside the town built on top of an ancient temple to the pagan god of good will and satire. In lieu of publishing those, I am here instead going to be posting something that more resembles a stream of consciousness, and will therefore be fairly unorganized and incredibly likely to not only segue but digress and tangentalize as well.
Of course, adding to the splendidness of this blog will be that quite often will I appear here as a form of avoiding homework that I really do not want to do, such as my Biology tonight.
Alas, however, for my writing cannot last forever, and the review must be done, so, off do I therefore depart to console my Biology homework, which has wept in my absence.


And left a watermark on the table