First off, I feel like I've been up for about 5 million years and it's not even midnight. Second, I made a poor food choice and now my chest is imploding. Third, I hate the way my hair falls after I wash it which I only do every other day. Fourth, there is no fourth thing. Fifth, despite all these things I am in a decent mood tonight.
So... I am a lucky guy. Why? Cause I am.
Ms.Xal sent me her Scott Pilgrim books and they are swoony, as she said. Also, she sent them in a slightly naughty manner and called me bitches. I enjoyed all those things.
Headin' back into the L-ville place this weekend. It'll be nice. Haven't been there for... months. Wow, I really suck at this time thingy.
Check it: This is the first picture that's been taken of me in more than a year.
As you can see, I am thrilled to be at work. Fucking t-h-r-i-l-l-e-d.
Ugh. I gotta go. I'm losing motro funtnctions...