Still Going!

As of January, 31. 2006, 1:05 pm [I think], twenty secconds, I am sitting on my computer chair, am pulling my self closer to the computer, am typing these words and moving the computer mouse around. I just did a small correction in the post... make that three. I just looked up at the screen, now am looking at the keyboard, looked down at my right hand, which, consiquently is holding the computer mouse, froze a bit, in place, am thinking what to type, just looked at the screen again and am noticing my empty Coke can. I just looked around a bit. I am sitting comfortably at the table. I laid back on the chair for a seccond and stretched my arms out. Now I feel much better. Now I just pushed the keyboard in, a bit, now have stretched it back out to its full extent. I now am scratching my forehead. I just rested my head on my right hand. Now I'm not. Now I am thinking about how long this post will be and relating it to Adit's fear of long posts. I am crackling my fingers, but they're too flexible at the moment. Now I am chewing my gum very hard. Not anymore though. Now I'm looking down on a drawn-on sheet of paper which is on the computer desk. By now, I have already looked at the computer screen atleast thirteen times. Now I am scratching my neck. I am resting my head on my right arm again. Now I am sitting in a more upright position. I am, ofcourse, posting this post. I heard a high-pitched noise from the TV; a show or commertial. Before that, I heard the train honk. Now I looked up and trough the window, looking at the gray sky, while scratching the back of my neck. Now I am making annother sentence. I just cleaned some dirt off my keyboard with my finger. Now the phone is ringing. I don't feel like getting it. The phone just stopped after about three sound blasts. I just looked out the window again, a bit. I was just thinking of a siren I use to see in my old country. I just took a deep breath, for no particular reason. I am frosen in place again. I must have been for about seven times while writing this post. Now I am thinking whether or not to submit this post as it is or to add more. I made my choice, and I decide to add more. I'm currently adding more. <-- See? I moved back a bit and stretched my arms out, downward. I just set my glasses back, a bit. I just looked at my empty Coke can again. I just looked at an empty bag of zesty-cheese-flavor Doritos. I just touched the bag. I am typing on my keyboard. I am just sitting; this is annother one of my frozen-in-place moments. I just rested my head on my right hand again. This post is is fun. I just wrote this sentence. I just hit a key on my keyboard very hard while typing my previous sentence. I just looked down at the keyboard, then up at the screen, back at the keyboard, back at the screen, etc. I just wiped some more harmless dirt off my keyboard with my left hand's thumb and index finger. By now, I have made countless spelling corrections. I just reviewed my post a bit. I just took an approximate, thirty-seccond break. I just scratched my left foot with my right foot. I just looked out the window, looking at the uneven cloud-cover. This just reminded me to update my weather forecast just again. I must have previewed this post about six times already in a not-too long time span. Then i went to annother window of this forum. Now I set my glasses back again, touched my right eye, then set my glasses back again. I just moved to a more upright position again. Now I scratched my hace again. Now I moved up the forum to preview my post. Now I just moved up my post, checking out on it. I just heard a woman talk on TV, probably on a commercial. Now I hear annother commercial, with some music at the end. That commercial ended. Then there was a commercial about Progressive.com. Now there's annother commercial. And annother. Now I am looking up my screen. I feel like adding more to this post. My mom is somewhere, probably at a store. My dad is at work. My sister is at school... which reminds me that I have to pick her up at the porch. Now I have to go check the time. I am about to go off temporarily. Now I am moving back and getting off my chair. Now I will turn the screen off. Turned it off. Now I have sat back on my chair, moved foreward and turned the screen on. Now I heard our main door open and close. Now I hear someone handling plastic bags, moving up the stairs and into the kitchen. It's my mom. She just noticed how hot it is in the house and asked me if I had turned the heating on. I sayd that dad forgot to turn it off scince yesterday. My mom then called him an idiot. I just layed back on the chair a bit. Now I am ready to preview my post again. Now I just clicked the button which lets me preview my post again. Now I gotta go. Afterv about a minute, I sat back on the chair, turned on the screen. Our rabbit, Fuza came in. I had to chase her out. She just ran into the closset. She is still there. Now she is exploring. I can hear her walk over my stuff. I just spit my gum on the wrapper for later use. I just stood off my chair to see what Fuza is doing. She's building a nest. My mom just came to see for a few secconds. Fuza is still making a nest. Now I am looking at her. She is going crazy, and I'm starting to laugh. I just looked at her again. Now I am talking to my mom who is in the kitchen. Now I am going to check my post again. I see that my postis incredibly long. I just turned my head toward the closet to see what my rabbit is doing. I just talked to my mom a bit. Now I am going off again. Fuza just went out of the closset. Now she went back in. I just got back to the computer. My mom just chased Fuza out. This is a big post at this time. I just checked my post again. Now I am opening some JELL-O pudding. I am holding the spoon in my right hand while typing this. The pudding is opened. I am mixing it, and have whiped some off my finger onto my shirt. My mom just got mad at the ****ed-up phone. I'm mixing the pudding some more. I just ate the top layer, two more layers to go. I just ate the other two layers. Now I just put the pudding on the desk. Now I am going to eat a Snickers bar. I'm opening it. Now I just put the bar in my mouth, and the wrapper on the desk. I'm chewing the bar. I just ate it. Now I am ready to just-about finish the post. Nah, I still want to go on. Remember that gum I spit out for later use? I just put it back in my mouth. "Wrigley's" makes some very exquisite gum. I just burped inside of me, and it burned up my throat alittle. My eyes are currently open. I am alive at this very moment, which explains the fact that I am breathing. I'm going to preview my post again. Holy ****, it's huge at the moment!!!!!!!! I am writing some more now. The sky is grayish. I just looked out the window. I am currently proud of my post number at this board, which I always am proud of, ofcourse. I just took annother deep breath, again for no particular reason. By now, the ammount of spelling corrections I did in this post must be enormous. My mom is currently takling to a person who just rang at the door and entered our house. I can hear them clearly. My mom is laughing a bit. My sister is still at school. And there is still plenty of time to wait. I hear objects dropping in the basement. I hear someone walking up the stairs. My mom just coughed. I hear some more equipment. I just heard the oven being handled. Oh, and I'm going to check my post again. I just checked it, and the post if frickin' huge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I just scratched the back of my head a bit. I just looked out the window. I am typing this post, still. I just looked out the window again. I'm scratching my neck. I can feel how cold my hand is. I'm going to preview my post again. I just did. I am still infront of my computer, sitting on my chair. I just took a deep breath out. I am typing on the keyboard. This is fun. I just pulled my keyboard out to its full extent again. With that, I have moved back a bit. Now I just moved into a forward position on my chair. The sky is still cloudy. I am sort-of close to finishing this post. Right now I have around ten more rows to go. This is exciting. My stomack hurts a bit at this moment. Now it hurts less. Now it doesn't really hurt. I am still infront of my computer. I am about to fart. I feel like going to crap at this very moment. But now, I don't have such an urge. I think my urge to go crap will pick up any moment. What do you know, it did. Now I just looked out the window, seeing some trees behind the house across us. At that point, my urge to go crapping intensified, but not too much. I am currently having fun with writing this post... allot of fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This might be the last row of this post. I have a strong urge to crap, no, no, make that very hard! Perhaps I will add more rows to this post. Now I am about to finish my post. These are some of my last words [it all depends on how you define "last", really.] I'm about to preview this post again. I already did. Now I will submit the post by clicking the "Submit Post" button. Oh, and one more thing: my urge to go crap is so great that I am shaking. Also, I am going to get my computer to read this post for me, just before I submit it. I am going to utilize it. I just turned it on. Now it's going to read my post. Ready? Here. The narrator, in the form of Microsoft Sam, has read my post. I omly have around three spelling mistakes in this huge post! That's very good. Now I am going to click the "Submit Post" button to submit this huge-ass post. Three, two, one, press!