I feel like, instead of writing a posts with words and everything, I should snap a photo of something very creative that I made and then upload it with the scanner we don't have onto the computer that would then proceed to post that snapshot on my blog...about four to five years later, depending on how many people before me left their programs running. We have a very slow computer. Sometimes, I hit the butterfly icon even when I have no intention of checking my email for another couple of days. This is only sometimes of course, because generally I have every intention of checking my email before the hour is up.

The only problem with this post-a-craft scheme is that I'm afraid that whatever my selection should be, it would pale in comparison to my fellow bloggers'. Not to say that I am not a competent craftsman, because that would be a disgusting lie. No, I hear that their are craftmice these days. And also craftlogs and craftpiecesofhay. I am forever outdoing a fellow craftpieceofhay in whatever challenge he confronts me with.

If only homemade trash was the hot commidity these days. I am certain I would school any number of my peers when it comes to ripping things up (assuming that the thing in question is easily tearible and requires no upper-arm strength). Just the other day, for example, I tore an important document worth a great deal of money into four thousand tiny shreds (roughly). I really didn't stay to count and confirm that there were four thousand of them because a large hissing snake, such as Lord Voldemort's snake (introduced in #4), was snapping a devilish tongue at me. I suppose the document must have been his, I should say. I should say so.