Fuck Myspace, the internet
and FUCK YOU for writing me off after we were friends for so long and after everything we have done for each other because you jumped to bullshit conclusions after seeing something you had no clue about ONFUCKINGLINE! My bad, though, for trusting someone. That won't happen again, that's for damn sure...In other news, the new studio is great, things at the club are somewhat dandy and Angie goes in to fill out the paperwork for her new job tomorrow. Today would have been perfect, if I hadn't checked my email when I got home tonight. Fuck you, Tom.