The Plague boy, The Plague!
(such a Mr. Lutz stance)
Repent, the black death is upon us, i repeat, the black death is upon us! Man i am all sorts of sick... bah, Marty(my party task master) runs me ragged.. i wonder though... what is better, being sick from partying or being healthy and dog tired from work?
On another note... whoa... zoned there for a sec... I find myself trying harder to live life, but all too much i find myself coming short. It just seems no matter how hard you try to catch every last moment and juice them for everything you've got, you miss out on something. Even if it is something trivial... you've missed out... never knowing what may have lain beyond the path that you didn't choose...
Off to pontificate... and sleep... goodnight kiddos... remember: Tommorow may never come.