Farewell
I have decided I'm not going to be on the internet as much anymore. Why you may ask? Because when I am online is when I realize the true lack of life I have. I also notice how few friends I have. These two distinctions lead me to spend most of my time gazing blankly at the screen. Hell, I could be whacking off, or doing something else that is way more constructive. Since Iwon't be online, I probably won't update this negro, so it will rot and die like so many other great livejournals. Calling hours will be from 7-9, Sunday night, in my bathroom. For directions, contact Me, Newman, or my dog. The live journal will be printed out and laid to rest in my toilet, where it has belonged for the duration of its existence