Guys, at work my co-worker accidentally put a staple into my arm. Like, in the forearm. It was awesome. I took off my magnetic name tag and put it on my arm staple for a while. It was glorious, kids. Just thought you should know; plus I haven't written in a while.
So, geez, i guess I'mm gonna be a guardian angel. http://www.guardianangels.org/ We can't use weapons, but they don't realize that in my hands handcuffs are metal nunchucks, and a belt is a flail. pshhh.
Remember Kiddos, Carefully timing your vomitting is just common courtesy. Seriously!
Also, today I've learned not to fix things when you are mad, because when you're mad, the definition of the word "fix" changes from "to repair" to "to kick".