i see lots of balls at work. all sorts of balls. big balls. small balls. medium sized balls. pseudo medium sized balls. after awhile, them balls start to resemble things. things like puppies. or pigs. once in awhile when i'm dead bored, i try counting the balls. but they mock me. they laugh at my frustration when i realize that there are too many balls to count. just when i finish counting a asection of balls, they move each other around to confuse me. i want to burn em balls.

i realize that i am not going to have a life anymore. my life will revolve around em balls. so i'll make this an official goodbye to my real life friends. i love all of you. so goodbye, take care and thanks for all the marshmallows. hello my new found black white and round friends.