|Current mood:|| weird|
|Current music:||Wish you were here...Pink Floyd|
I can't think of anything good to put here except that I am the typo queen!
Not to mention that I have an astounding lack of spacebar usage....
So, it has been awhile since I have updated this. I've been taking a stand in my own defense alot in my personal life, which everyone likes to advise me to do. But, wait...there's a catch. Not when it's them I'm standing up to.*side note...I have just been instructed by bran to update this* He rules. I got a creepy email I sent to everyone of htis ghost in a picture. It was quite disturbing to look at.
I'm finding it hard to come up with witty, cynical commentary to put in here. What a let down......
At the very least i'm being more productive in some areas of my life and my orgasm is no longer MIA, which is reassuring. I wonder just how many people read this thing of mine......since no one makes COMMENTS!*yes, that was a hint and not a very subtle one for those of you whose grey matter functions on a completely neccessitative level*
with that in mind I leave you with a witty, cynical comeback for the neandrathals who think the only thing worth fighting with is a fist and not your mind or a sharp object to inject their lives with slow and painful, yet creative torture......* I was just pondering ways to cause you bodily harm with a broken, disheveled toothpick with the remaining brain cells I have after your vapid mind psychically drained them from me to do a simple task such as wiping your own ass*
This has been a failed attempt at amusement by your very own relli