Friday, July 17, 2009

Death star cantene

Blah blah blah.

Life is a lot of blah blah blah.

You do some blah which will result in blah and get some more blah. Then you blah until you can't stand any more blah. Blah will rain from the sky and blah blah blah. Get a blah and a blah until you can pop out a blah. Live in a blah until you can afford a blah. Then you pay off the blah until you blah, and then you wait with blah until death comes and blah blah blah.

I totally mangled the Weeds quote...

But I hope the point comes across or something.

I'm on twitter now.

Check it out and crap

I just sent a small note to my grandfather who I haven't spoken to in ten years. Just to say hello. Just to make that connection again.

My intestines have turned into slush which does nothing for my mood.

I. Hate. Everything.

Blah. Blah. Blah.


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