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Merry Christmas

Well now.

At this point, this journal turns to the traditional form of cowardice practiced by numerous people on this here site.

As of the next entry, this journal is now "Friends Only."

Yes, I am lame.

Fuck you.

Actual posting date: Decemeber 8, 2004. (Yeah, I should've done this sooner...as if anyone actually reads this drivel.)

I should get some sort of ribbon or award or something for being so stupid. Who the hell manages to lose their car keys? Me, duh ( Read more... )

So, this cat really did a number on me. It's painful to grip the steering wheel with my right hand while driving, or to reach for anything in my pocket. So, basically, I'm some sort of cripple. Except, not so much crippled, as severely discomforted. I complain, because I can, because I like to; I complain because the expression of my discomfort ( Read more... )

I need to take pictures of my hand, so that you can see what this cat did to me. It's bad, and it hurts, and god damn, he's a bastard.

I feel in love with my friend's neice. Oh god, I did, as she is so adorable. In small doses, of course.

Curse you, Mark Bellhorn, curse you.

Lengthy entry discussing the upcoming presidential election, the past one, and politics in general.

( Why George Bush will be your President until 2008 (even if you wear one of those lame-ass shirts saying otherwise). )

Reading between the lines is so cool.

The early bird catches the worm.

The late sleeper is left no pizza.