Don't Drink and Dial...
Holy GOD. (And other dieties as well. ['Sup, Buddha? Poker?]) Soyes. 06, here we are. Yeup. *stretch* *yawn* What? It's another friggin year, not a new car. So now's the time we all start writing the wrong date on our checks/homework/parole sheets right? Cool.
Oooh Flogging Molly... *hums*
Uh, I have no real point to posting. I've just had my first *real* beer in almost a year and I'm giddy with... giddy. Zima's good and all, but damn, it's called a "Malt Beverage" for a reason-- and oh my grandad, I've just become a 20-something that does nothing but talk about drinking. Hello stereotype, my new friend, how are you?
Oh look, a bike! *points*
*Something witty, poignant and other words as well.* Poignant? Is that right? Yeah, yeah that's right.
Oh, right, Tomato Sandwiches are made of happiness and hugs. Everyone should have them, if that particular member of the ever-deadly nightshade family agrees with them. Joy!
Oooh Flogging Molly... *hums*
Uh, I have no real point to posting. I've just had my first *real* beer in almost a year and I'm giddy with... giddy. Zima's good and all, but damn, it's called a "Malt Beverage" for a reason-- and oh my grandad, I've just become a 20-something that does nothing but talk about drinking. Hello stereotype, my new friend, how are you?
Oh look, a bike! *points*
*Something witty, poignant and other words as well.* Poignant? Is that right? Yeah, yeah that's right.
Oh, right, Tomato Sandwiches are made of happiness and hugs. Everyone should have them, if that particular member of the ever-deadly nightshade family agrees with them. Joy!