Rant time!
I'd like to rant today about two issues before I move on to real life.
Dick Cheney shooting his hunting companion. Dick Cheney now fails at life. They've referred to him as "an experienced hunter". No experienced hunter would "accidentally" shoot someone. So, Dick, why did you shoot this guy? Did he piss on a Halliburton contract?
Muslim Fundamentalists rioting over cartoons depicting the prophet Mohammed. Muslim Fundamentalists also now fail at life. It's a fucking cartoon, for crying out loud. You don't fucking riot over a fucking cartoon.
...and now, to real life.
Things with Erin could not be happier. I spent my first real Valentine's Day with her last evening, and let me just say that I am glad that I had a spending limit. I could buy this woman lilacs and roses until the fields of Flower-fuck-land are dry as a desert. I'd put Willy Wonka himself out of biz-nass buying candies for her. I love her that much. Just having her in my life makes things so much brighter. So, head on over to lissecariel's journal and thank her for cheering up your Local Fat Man. We went to Max & Irma's for dinner, which is good stuff. We then headed to Meijers to get mom some flowers, and then came home for private time.
Oh, and I'm playing my Warlock on Bloodhoof again. Almost level 53. Eat that, bitches.
That be all, yarrr.
Dick Cheney shooting his hunting companion. Dick Cheney now fails at life. They've referred to him as "an experienced hunter". No experienced hunter would "accidentally" shoot someone. So, Dick, why did you shoot this guy? Did he piss on a Halliburton contract?
Muslim Fundamentalists rioting over cartoons depicting the prophet Mohammed. Muslim Fundamentalists also now fail at life. It's a fucking cartoon, for crying out loud. You don't fucking riot over a fucking cartoon.
...and now, to real life.
Things with Erin could not be happier. I spent my first real Valentine's Day with her last evening, and let me just say that I am glad that I had a spending limit. I could buy this woman lilacs and roses until the fields of Flower-fuck-land are dry as a desert. I'd put Willy Wonka himself out of biz-nass buying candies for her. I love her that much. Just having her in my life makes things so much brighter. So, head on over to lissecariel's journal and thank her for cheering up your Local Fat Man. We went to Max & Irma's for dinner, which is good stuff. We then headed to Meijers to get mom some flowers, and then came home for private time.
Oh, and I'm playing my Warlock on Bloodhoof again. Almost level 53. Eat that, bitches.
That be all, yarrr.