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It's weird, isn't it? How you see people, you admire them, then you find out what they do late at night. They retreat to the seedy underworld of livejournal or myspace. And you're like, Damnit. I respected you.
Then you read their journal. And then you're happy again cuz they're just so awesome. Except in some people's cases when you say, Yeah, I still don't like her.
Yeah this is a waste of time. But I just wanna say thanks to everyone for making my birthday a non-shitty day. I felt loved. Sorta. But we won't go into techincalities.
In this week's episode of Situation Tragedy:
I have a long monologue about death and bugs.
I bring out some big news.
I have a dialogue with Bellamy...
There is a weird montage about the dead hampster news
There is a Red Hammer
There is a video recap
There is a Drippi Dick
A bunch of stuff happens
So don't fucking miss it.
Then you read their journal. And then you're happy again cuz they're just so awesome. Except in some people's cases when you say, Yeah, I still don't like her.
Yeah this is a waste of time. But I just wanna say thanks to everyone for making my birthday a non-shitty day. I felt loved. Sorta. But we won't go into techincalities.
In this week's episode of Situation Tragedy:
I have a long monologue about death and bugs.
I bring out some big news.
I have a dialogue with Bellamy...
There is a weird montage about the dead hampster news
There is a Red Hammer
There is a video recap
There is a Drippi Dick
A bunch of stuff happens
So don't fucking miss it.