It is time for the second installment of... whatever it was that I was writing about last time

Now, 

I don't remember what the former was capable of accomplishing,

but I assure you

this will be so much more awesome,

like with what happened with that awful movie Ouija

the sequel was so good!!!

So what does the title mean?

More specifically... what does it represent?

I like to think "Something Something" Part 2 represents a yearning

A yearning I have for pretending like I am publishing some fancy books

I don't know I don't plan what I say I just do whatever I feel like.

...........................I have a cat.

It's named after a movie theater. 

........................... I also have a dog, I don't care much for the thing

Not like I don't take care of it, 

even though I don't.... I'm saying that I have no interest in it almost. 

Also what is up with the image above? Ha, made ya look!

And if I didn't

I guess I failed

............now I'll leave you on a cliffhanger, the final conclusion will be coming soon.

Being that the third section is so long it will have to be split into two different sections, kind of like the Hunger Games but better. 

Something Something.

so I am going to be writing as fast as i Can and honestly i am already failing to be effieicnet at this. MY gosh my typing skills are so poor I am better than this. I can type at over 80 words per minute yet this is the best I can do? So yeah, how is your day? I hope it is going well as I draw nearer to the---

The Savannah is one of the greatest things in the entire world

So intelligent, so beautiful, filled with grandeur and awesomeness. 

they are such a great per- I mean place.... place. 

yep.............................. yep.

Not sure why I'm doing this

what is the point?

Only one person in the whole world will understand what the inside joke is

where is the fun?

If millions, or in the case of this site we are all on, tens of people

can't understand what the joke is?

Indeed,

I shall grant knoweledge to all what the inside joke is.

There is this girl named Savannah (go check out her site at SavannahTate).

And yeah, that's it. That's the joke. 

She's reading this right now thinking (Oh my gosh, this is the most ridiculous thing you've said yet Conrad!)

She probably glances at me too, since we are sitting next to each other.

And that's it, ciao. 

Let me say what has been secretly in the back of everyone's mind for a long time...

Tobey Maguire's eyes are basically eye candy for your eyes. 

Let me, thoroughly, explain why these two eye-socket-filling eyes.

When you watch the Great Gatsby, you need someone with a good set of eyes to play Nick Carraway because Nick is always looking and observing while those around him argue and bicker over love and stupid unimportant things.

Nick's eyes matter the most in that movie, not that Leonardo DiCaprio fella. 

That's why you got Spiderman playing Nick

That's why The Great Gatsby got nominated for Best Production Design and Costume Design during the Oscars.

It's the eyes that were able to secretly draw everyone to watch that film. It is even the reason why three years later Leonardo DiCaprio was able to win an Oscar. 

Can you not SEE!

SEE how glorious and significant his eyes are for this world.

His eyes is so good just like Jackie Chan is at being his own stunt double and Morgan Freeman muttering words. 

They are that good!

And thank you, I clearly justified my point so thoroughly that no one will ever question whether or not what was stated can be considered a fact. 

Look at Freeman's face

What do you see?

You may see the face of the narrator from March of the Penguins

You may be reminded of Shawshank Redemption

You may see the face of God 

I see Morgan Freeman's face personally,

but I won't stop you from seeing otherwise.

Note how his freckles are so prominent

The picture provided isn't the best of quality

if you want to have a better image quality go meet Morgan Freeman.

Just do it already 

Seriously,

What are you waiting for?

Also I know a guy named Doug who is a 30 parts away from Morgan Freeman ancestory wise so ha! I basically know Morgan Freeman.

This will come to a surprise to most but I have discovered something even more terrifying than regular every day zombies. I didn't think it was possible but this disease goes beyond what we even imagined. That is why I am quickly documenting what I witnessed before it is too late. It is currently three something months in the apocalypse and I, being the intellectual I am, have been living in a boathouse in the middle of a small lake for a while now. Most of my family died early on with only my dad and my dear friend Lamar remaining. We were running low on food, water was no concern because the house had built in water filter. There were no fish in the lake, again, not that big. I typically go out scavenging for food with pretty decent success, but earlier today something truly horrible happened. When approaching shore I could see quite a few zombies approaching from dry land. I readied my machete to start exterminating them but all of a sudden the house started to shake from underneath. My dad walks out onto the porch to ask what was going on when suddenly the wooden planks cave in from under him and hands grab at him pulling him into the water. I try to grab for him with my friend Lamar following quickly to help. The house continues moving forward into shallow water and eventually crashes into the shoreline; causing me to fall backwards and accidentally letting go of my father. The look of terror in his face burns even to this moment in my head as he was swiftly brought underneath the water. It is then that I realized how strong the zombies can be if they can break through the boards, yet I feel like it shouldn't be possible with all past encounters. That's when I had another realization... these things were not normal. One of the creatures emerged from the hole and climbed up onto the porch. It's entire body was bloated from the amount of water it absorbed, it was completely disfigured, more so than a regular zombie. I was paralyzed, the moment most people would be shouting among the audience as to why I simply sat there in horror, but no one would question it nowadays, I was simply terrified. Lamar shoots his revolver at the beast a couple meters away, blowing its brains out. He then comes over to me and pulls me up to my feet. Suddenly the normal zombies were climbing onto the boat from the shoreline unexpectedly, Lamar starts shooting them dead as I try to get the boat house back to deep water. More of the... the bloaters I'll call them emerged from the water, hundreds of them, from both shallow and deep water, they were buoyant; or worse, they could swim. I knew then and there we couldn't be on that lake anymore so I try to call for Lamar to follow me into town but he was too preoccupied. When he ran out of bullets he switched to his knife but he quickly got swarmed. I ran. Lamar's screams rang out in horror as I left him behind. There was nothing I could do. With only this machete of mine and a single water bottle, I knew I wouldn't last long. I thought I did well too, surviving, but who would expect those bloaters to be there, in fact why were they there? Why now did they show up? I'll probably never figure it out. I'm currently trapped on the roof of a building surrounded by zombies, in the distance I could see the lake dotted with the monsters. If only I had a gun with a bullet in it... if only. 

So after constant complications I feel it is time to write

I making that up by the way, there are no complications

only awesomeness, and more awesomeness. 

Sometimes something happens

Something so noteworthy 

Something so awesomified beyond actual Oxford Dictionary wording

that that something must be hyperbole-ied beyond proper language.

And that something is the discovery of something

It doesn't make all that much sense but you know what I mean.

Something more to come... something something.