I'm just in too wierd of a place right now, but tomorrow, you have to be told one of the worst stories of my entire life. seriously, leave comments to remind me.

-pg

From now on, all the cool kids call a surface piercing above the right eyebrow a "Neville".

-pg

As of Christmas I was about 310 lbs. I'm still fat, but not obese at 270... that's quite a bit of weight loss considering I haven't been eating well or exercising ( Read more... )

It's not just that I find the lyric "My lovely lady lumps" from The Black Eyed Peas "My Hump" to be stupid, it's that I also find it gross. Totally gross ( Read more... )

You know, it's just that I can never reach even the most pathetic goals I set. Those goals are set by the out of control ego of an out of control mind.

*bang*

-pg

If you knew how many days I wish would have ended with a gun against my head, you would think I had problems.

-pg

I've been reclaiming my nrrd cred via the illness. I've finally seen Sin City and Serenity. Which were both awesome. Also, I'm currently watching The Fantasic Four, which seems to be about as good as I expected it to be, Johnny Storm extreme skiing sequence and all.

Edit: OOOOH! he does extreme Motocross also.

-pg

I hope I don't have to call off work tomorrow night, but I don't think I'd be able to be in a smokey bar without fucking up my throat.

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reason # 39867890240927 to be watching The Boondocks TV Show is that last sunday's episode featured a reasonably thuggin version of Bob Ross.

-pg

"I wish my lawn was emo, so it would cut itself"

-pg

I want to scratch my throat out.

-pg