Why do I feel inspired?

• Can't you tell, daddy? [She]'s in love.
• Whoever adopts me has to adopt teddy, too.
  
• I think I can. I think I can.
• Don't talk in ranks. It's against regulations.
• I don't want to be away from it all, dad. I like it all.
  

Why do I need to stop watching commercials?

• The ones about family make me put another quarter in the cry jar.
• The ones about electronics make me fantasize about my own home theater.
• The ones about travel make me want to explore.
• The ones about upcoming, new episodes make me wish I did not fall so far behind in my shows.
  
• The ones about AT&T make me upset that my iPhone does not work where I live now.
  

Why must I solicit Bridget Jones for hopeful thoughts?

• It snowed today and, again, there was no one to play with.
• I really hate eating dinner by myself...for some reason today was more difficult than other nights.
• The movie was supposed to be something for me to have on in the background as I responsibly type up his manuscript.
• I painfully miss running around the city with a montage playing in my head.
  
• My legs, too, only come up to here.

Why have I decided to abandon my other blog?

• My highs and lows are not as interesting as lists.
• This layout is appealing to me and requires only one dam change.
  
• Typing "tacoblossom" reminds me of the roomies and, therefore, makes me sad.
• I like knowing that I have Followers.
• She told me to.