Little to nothing to report at this time. Everyone should be thrown into a septic tank.

Might as well post this:

"Whoa! That cat's getting at least 3 feet of air!"

CAT-ASTROPHE!

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Incase you didn't know:

You have Necrotizing Fasciitis


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Everynight, I go to sleep with the same lingering feeling of grumpyness, and then I am left to wake up with this "I MUST ALWAYS BE SULLEN" attitude. I'm the personification of a wet whistle. Wonn wonn...

Retracing back to the old punk roots tonight was rad. At least that was a high point of sorts.

Sabrina's boyfriends'pants are next to me on the floor of her room right now.

And YES! Everyone needed to know that!

Anecdote: I'm totally not listening to Mineral right now and wishing I we're cuddling. *sigh*

Random feet-stinking girls who think we're talking about them when we're in line at Burger King should take a hike.

3. ya rly:

bastard companion to the "O RLY?" phenomenon that has spread across the internet like an epidemic of syphillus. should never again be uttered within the confines of this world or the next.
loser #1: "O RLY?"
loser #2: "YA RLY"
winner: "STFU losers."
someone with sense: "Because 'STFU' is SO much better than 'O RLY' or 'YA RLY...'"

If your son has undergone a sudden change in his style of dress, you may have a hacker on your hands.

http://www.adequacy.org/public/stories/2001.12.2.42056.2147.html

So, over the last few weeks i've managed to get re-acquainted with an old pal we all know and love as Livejournal drama. Rats...it happens, but I'm not about to give it some fuel either. So get fucking bent and give me my shit back. Thanks.

I have nothing to hope for anymore.