The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.
-Edith Sitwell (1887 - 1964)
I have decided to reveal all.
My name is Henry Chutney Yankee, I live on a small island off of Australia. I own a custom Bentley, and drive it around my humble island rather fast. My house is large, bigger than yours. I am not founding any of this on the truth. My mother named me Henry because she thought it was fitting and Chuntey because she saw it on a maroon candle that she thought was pretty, it is my father's fault that my last name is Yankee.
I fooled you all!
I am not going to reveal all, in fact I will keep a cloak of secrecy around myself because then I will feel mysterious, and I enjoy that feeling.
Today was a busy day. I had piano lessons, then I had to go to work, then I had to try out for a play, then I had to eat supper, then I had to blog. That is why it is so late, I apologize, please forgive me.
The friend has around 14 or 15 things to do done. (Read that sentence again, it is rather confusing, if you think about it.) I still have only 11 things to do done, but that will change. Tomorrow is Tuesday, and that is good news because I have time on Tuesdays.
May tomorrow always stay tomorrow, because if it doesn't something drastically changed and we will all be doomed.
-Me