absolution via twinkies wrapped in bacon
In celebration of this special time of year (President's Day, My Day-of-Congealment-Into-The-Sacred-Gutter-of-Truth, Britney Shaving Her Head, Lent, etc), I have decided to forego Sex.
Oh, wait.
Maybe I'll just give up sparkly-glittery-shiny thingies, instead.
:(
This will be an exercise in discipline, a test to discern the strength of my will, a challenge unto the very core of my being.
...I don't think this'll work.
Meanwhile.
I'm two decades old.
Actually, I have been for about a week now.
The only thing, really, that's changed, is that I now own a ZUNE.
So.
Twenty feels pretty good.
Except that now I'm ever more aware of my encroaching mortality.
THAT kinda sucks.
But I think the pot pretty much handles that.
...what?
Mm-hm.
Teletubbies.
Oh, wait.
Maybe I'll just give up sparkly-glittery-shiny thingies, instead.
:(
This will be an exercise in discipline, a test to discern the strength of my will, a challenge unto the very core of my being.
...I don't think this'll work.
Meanwhile.
I'm two decades old.
Actually, I have been for about a week now.
The only thing, really, that's changed, is that I now own a ZUNE.
So.
Twenty feels pretty good.
Except that now I'm ever more aware of my encroaching mortality.
THAT kinda sucks.
But I think the pot pretty much handles that.
...what?
Mm-hm.
Teletubbies.