Sometimes i want to fly to the moon with a rocket launcher. I would then aim said rocket launcher at the earth and fire multiple times. afterwards, i want to sit back on a lawn chair drinking a cold glass of chocolate milk while watching the remains of the earth float by.
if only the moon was warm and had a breathable atmosphere.
I should really be finnishing up my paper. but i have decided since i got good head-way, i could take a small break and up-date my live journal for real. bet you never thought i would do that again. :p
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