Piercee

When I was reading the comments on this blog, I stumbled across this:

At first, I blatantly ignored the content of the message and had some sort of grammar-related meltdown.

"Is this even English?"

 After taking some time to recover, I took upon myself the difficult task of translating this message into a readable language.

When I figured out that it was an inconsequential message and not, like, the cure for cancer or something, I was furious that I actually took the time to decipher it. (Side note: is there a form of OCD exclusively for grammar? I think I have that. I need serious help.)

I was too lazy to draw a picture for my time wasting rage, so I just drew my hair on the table flipping meme.

Then I realized that if I just drew a picture of her face and put it on my blog, I could make an entire post out of it and ignore my blog-posting duties for another week or two.

Sweet.

Procrastinating is awesome.

Look, Piercee. Your face is on my blog now.