I had a dreadful morning, but it was saved by McGriddles and Mr. Bungle.

Exhausted, sore, and happy.

Three words that describe how I feel. My new job kicks your ass along with mine.

Now, if you don't mind, it's 3:49 in the morning and I have to sleep. Good day!

My uncle came by today. He's in bad shape, like a lot of people are right now, like me and my dad. He's got no one and he is no one, by society's standards. I may have said bad things about my uncle but he's not a bad person - just a good person with bad habits. Just like so many people out there, he's struggling because of past decisions and ( Read more... )

Nights as a graduate are dull, since half my friends have school and the other half are busy hanging out with cooler people.

BLEUGH.

Is the problem here that I have no love interests, or is it that I have no interest in love?

I am infinite.

Who are you?

Who, who?

I would like some milk from the milkman's wife's tits.

Yikes! I'm Dave!

Cereal without milk is like an unfinished blowjob.