The rest of us and Pete have come to an arrangement. If he hasn’t written a blog post by a particular time, whichever one of us has decided to be on duty that day will write it for him. That’ll teach him! Lazy bastard.
I should add at this point that Pete doesn’t know about this arrangement yet, but by the time he stops messing about with Minecraft on the other computer, he might notice. Or he might not notice until the morning, which will be funny. Probably. Or he might be mad. I hope he’s not mad. I don’t like him when he’s mad. He breaks things. He doesn’t really. At least he hasn’t in front of me, anyway. I did hear him doing something that sounded awfully like punching the sofa one time, but I figured that walking in on him doing that might not be a good idea, so I left him to it. By the time I decided enough time had passed by, he’d stopped and he seemed to be all right, which was nice.
I’ve never written a blog before. This is kind of fun. Am I supposed to write about something? I’m not sure if anyone will answer me. I have a feeling writing a blog isn’t quite the same as posting something on Facebook. I mean, I guess there’s comments and all, but people sort of expect things in a bit more depth than “OMG that guy in the coffee shop was so fit lol!” He was, though. But I’ll save that story for another day, assuming Pete doesn’t bar us all from access to this blog after this.
I should probably explain who I am if you don’t know what on Earth is going on and who is this strange person writing in Pete’s place for tonight. I’m Alex. I’m in the picture above. I have red hair. I like trashy magazines and watching silly TV shows like The X-Factor. I draw the line at Big Brother though. It just seems a bit pointless. I mean, I know X-Factor is ultimately a bit pointless too but people singing seems a bit more… what’s the opposite of pointless? Pointy? People singing seems a bit more pointy than people just wandering around a house all day. That doesn’t sound right, but you know what I mean.
I got that weird new Facebook timeline thing today. I’m not sure I like it. It’s all different and things are in funny places and some girl on my friends list that I haven’t spoken to for about fifteen years said that it’s an Orwellian invasion of privacy or something and said that I should unsubscribe from something or other. I don’t really understand it. I’m still not quite sure I get Facebook at the best of times, but I know it’s where to go to play Cityville and stuff like that. (Level 70! Add me! Don’t tell Pete I used his blog to look for Cityville friends, I know he hates Cityville for some reason, but I don’t know why, it’s fun!)
I think I can hear him coming up the stairs. Time to log off and hide. I hope he’s not mad. Night night! Alex xxx