Blooger.com

I typed that in the address box at the top of the page and pressed enter expecting it to go to blogger.com, but I fail. I was all confused so I put a "www." in front of it, but that didn't work either. Then the fear began to creep up on me: our internet is down. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Then I think to myself, "Maybe I should just put an 'http:/' in front of it. That should work." No, no it didn't. I can't live without my internet. I look at the address again. "Why is there no blooger.com?" I read. Wait a minute... wait... it's coming to me... I typed it wrong! Haha, silly silly me. My internet is working! My life is spared! How terrible would it be for the internet to be out over Christmas break? I'd have to use... dun dun dun!... the phone. I shudder at the thought. I'd also just stay at home most of the time because all of our plans are made via MSN. No internet = no MSN. I would either stay at home the whole time or people would just randomly show up and I'd be smelly and they'd be like "no one cares" so we'd go somewhere anyway, then I'd see people that do care and would be utterly mortified. It's the exaggerated version, but it could still happen. Curse you blogger.com for making me press the "o" button twice! So... I still haven't gotten a present for my cousin whom I chose for the Secret Santa we do every year. He's an 18 or 19 year old male, and I only talk to him at Christmas and Easter. It just turned 10:00, meaning I have 3 hours to get ready for the party (that starts at 1:00 <-- what, are they crazy?), buy a present, clean out the Suburban, and get to the Bayou House. I'm thinking the present alone is going to take an hour. I may just get him a Hastings gift certificate or something. Gift certificates are good. Must leave.