Happy Birthday Blogger?

I am currently bored at the library. My girlfriend, who is currently is copying notes out of a 15 pound textbook, seems to have no such qualms. So in my desperation to avoid boredom I have come to Blogger. I'm assuming that the cake signifies some sort of birthday, however I'm too lazy to find out. I suppose it's entirely possible that the great people at Blogger decided to just randomly insert a cake into their logo, but I have a feeling that it is in fact a birthday, in which case...HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOGGER!

Today I participated in a slap bet with my good friend Christa. She bet me that I couldn't be funny for the entire day, a statement I still dispute wholeheartedly. The only thing that our bet proved, however, is that neither one of us can stand an unfunny Mitch. I amused myself for a good 10 minutes in the library today thinking of what my followup slap bet with Christa will be. I came upon the idea that she should have to read the Excel 2003 for Dummies book, cover to cover, in a 15 days. Should she win, she can slap me. If she doesn't...she has to blog everyday in November. Which brings me to my October resolution, I have decided I'm going to blog at least 4 times a week. I've said this before, in many different ways, but this time IT WILL STICK!

Finally, television. Unfortunately, my satellite subscription was cancelled due to an ill-informed plan to quit and hope that Bell (the apparently masters of holding out till their former tv watching patrons crawl back) would give us a better deal. No such luck. Luckily though, I go to my good friend Christa O'Connell's house on mondays to watch a taped version of Glee and CBS comedies. Other than Accidentally on Purpose, a show I'm confident could be comedically bested by any actual accidental pregnancy (is it too late to get a Jaime-Lynn Spears memoir?), I'm very happy with the shows. My heart is still filled with the joy that Leonard and Penny created, and I'm sure that warmth will still be there when I write again....hopefully tomorrow.