It Only Hurts When I Blog

Greetings! Welcome to Bloggy Fantasia!

Close your eyes and listen to the story... Oh, I guess you can't read that way, never mind...

Once upon a time, there was a blogger named Cinderella.

She dreamed of blogging, but had to work in an unrewarding domestic goddess capacity all day long.

At least she wasn't mooning around the house all day dreaming of some stupid fantasy Prince Charming. Blogging is more empowering.

Back to our story...

Cinderella's fairy Blogmother measured her (photo above) for ergonomics, and chanted 'Bibbity, Bloggity Boo!' Presto, chango, the perfect pink laptop appeared (without an exploding battery like SOME we've heard about), with a wireless link to the fairy internet, a wireless mouse, and a bunch of peripherals that Cinderella had only seen in her dreams.

Her poor little mice friends had to run on a treadmill to produce the electricity for dear Cinderella to blog, but they served her happily (ever after).

She did meet the Prince after all, you know. Being the only person in the land with a computer, she could rent time on it at astronomical rates, which only royalty could afford. He proposed soon after, presenting her with an engagement ring with a diamond shaped like a mouse.

The End.

Bye folks, I'm out of time! Have a nice Wednesday!