Late last night I woke up and wrote down a riddle that I was confronted with in my dreams. I'm not sure if it makes sense but oh well.

A man wakes up at 3 AM to arrive at work early. When he arrives at the entrance he turns around and walks backwards all the way to his work area. When he finishes his preperations he walks straight out of work in ( Read more... )

Fuck you microsoft, fuck you and all your counterparts.

I want good ol' hotmail back.

Laser Tag was a good time. 6th place, 7th Place and 11th place. I don't think I did that horribly seeing as I play only once a year and even at my worst I was better than 20 other people. When you are at your worst are you better than any one ( Read more... )

If I was rich I'd be trendy - but I'm not so it's all good. I'm at a loss of words lyrically, lately. I have more guitar riffs and chord progressions written than ever before but I can't find the words to fill the spaces in the songs. I'm dizzy at the thought of finishing my english essay for Jane Eyre that I haven't started. it's all good I ( Read more... )

This is a new journal as of 11.29.03 and I have spent all night tweaking with the fookin' CSS to make it look semi-decent and up to my liking. As you can see my standards are low and I am a slut. also by slut I mean male-slut. of course only so that all you wonderful pedophiles out there won't message me thinking that my clitoris is juicy and ( Read more... )