In a feeble attempt to boost my blogging, I decided to check if I could blog from my iPod. Lo and behold, I can. I’m currently typing from my Touch, and to all you iPhone users, how the flipping hell do you type on this thing without not wanting to stomp it to a pulp? Alright, so the previous image isn’t exactly accurate, but you get the idea, right? Good.

I’m still on the hunt for a job, which sounds ridiculous seeing how I have no idea what the hell it is I want to do with my life. Off topic, but why the he’ll does my iPod automatically correct “hell” into “he’ll”? What gives, Apple?! Right, back to me being unemployed. Many say I should bask in the state of nothingness that I’ve been blessed with, but I can’t; the unproductively is gnawing slowly and ruthlessly. Off topic again, I won’t bother reading through his when I’m done; if the post’s riddled with typos, blame it on my darling iPod.

I guess that’s enough randomness for one post. It’s 5:30 AM, and I should at least pretend I’m going to sleep. Bonne nuit, et bonjour.

Till next time, world.