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Some days I just want to climb up a mountain and scream obscenities for twenty minutes straight.
Today is one of those days.
Fuck, man, it's been days like this in a row nonstop.
Today is one of those days.
Fuck, man, it's been days like this in a row nonstop.
Man, I cannot get over how fabulous this music video is. New default icon.
I know people feel very strongly about either liking or hating the fierce bitch but mannnn I am completely in love with everything she does. She has this adoration for the corruption of fame and it just tickles me.
IN ANY CASE.

I know people feel very strongly about either liking or hating the fierce bitch but mannnn I am completely in love with everything she does. She has this adoration for the corruption of fame and it just tickles me.
IN ANY CASE.

I'm sorry but this is too fucking hilarious.
lol peace signs as gang signs. WINSTON CHURCHILL WAS CLEARLY A MEMBER OF THE CRIPS.
lol peace signs as gang signs. WINSTON CHURCHILL WAS CLEARLY A MEMBER OF THE CRIPS.
Oh Beatrice, you fabulous bitch.
Man, I'm still in a ticked off mood. I wonder if I had bad dreams.
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH
EVERYTHING MECHANICAL I TOUCH DIES
SPARTACUS IS ON HULU.
OH KIRK DOUGLAS, YOU AND REX HARRISON WERE MY FIRST MANCRUSHES.
Edit: Oh my goddddd Kirk Douglas has a myspaceeee I must be his friend! His blog entries are so strangely thoughtful, this is quite surreal to be reading.
OH KIRK DOUGLAS, YOU AND REX HARRISON WERE MY FIRST MANCRUSHES.
Edit: Oh my goddddd Kirk Douglas has a myspaceeee I must be his friend! His blog entries are so strangely thoughtful, this is quite surreal to be reading.
1:04:02 AM) burebureburebure: Did I talk to you when I had ants in my car
(1:04:19 AM) Dave: I DON'T NEED NOR WANT TO KNOW WHERE YOU'VE HAD ANTS
(1:04:22 AM) burebureburebure: Hahahahahaha
(1:04:36 AM) burebureburebure: so they were living in my radiator and whenever I'd turn on my air they'd swarm out from the vents
(1:04:46 AM) burebureburebure: When I told Bree she got this derpy look on her face
(1:04:51 AM) burebureburebure: "YOU HAVE BUGS IN YOUR BUG!"
(1:04:58 AM) Dave: fail
(1:05:02 AM) burebureburebure: I just stared at her
(1:05:25 AM) burebureburebure: Let me tell you, nothing like getting into your car at 2 in the morning, turning on the heater, and being swarmed by angry ants
(1:05:35 AM) Dave: stop grossing me out
(1:05:37 AM) Dave: and keeping me up
(1:05:38 AM) Dave: goodnight!
(1:05:39 AM) burebureburebure: hahahahahahaha
(1:05:45 AM) burebureburebure: GOODNIGHT DAVE SLEEP WELL
(1:05:51 AM) Dave: FUX YOU
(1:05:54 AM) burebureburebure: DREAM OF BEING THE KING OF THE ANT PEOPLE
(1:05:57 AM) burebureburebure: I HEAR THEY LIKE SUGAR
(1:04:19 AM) Dave: I DON'T NEED NOR WANT TO KNOW WHERE YOU'VE HAD ANTS
(1:04:22 AM) burebureburebure: Hahahahahaha
(1:04:36 AM) burebureburebure: so they were living in my radiator and whenever I'd turn on my air they'd swarm out from the vents
(1:04:46 AM) burebureburebure: When I told Bree she got this derpy look on her face
(1:04:51 AM) burebureburebure: "YOU HAVE BUGS IN YOUR BUG!"
(1:04:58 AM) Dave: fail
(1:05:02 AM) burebureburebure: I just stared at her
(1:05:25 AM) burebureburebure: Let me tell you, nothing like getting into your car at 2 in the morning, turning on the heater, and being swarmed by angry ants
(1:05:35 AM) Dave: stop grossing me out
(1:05:37 AM) Dave: and keeping me up
(1:05:38 AM) Dave: goodnight!
(1:05:39 AM) burebureburebure: hahahahahahaha
(1:05:45 AM) burebureburebure: GOODNIGHT DAVE SLEEP WELL
(1:05:51 AM) Dave: FUX YOU
(1:05:54 AM) burebureburebure: DREAM OF BEING THE KING OF THE ANT PEOPLE
(1:05:57 AM) burebureburebure: I HEAR THEY LIKE SUGAR
I'm also using this in my Nanowrimo.
Friend's kid: This is a useless field trip. The bats will bite us, the lights will go out, the cave will collapse, and we'll all be killed. What a useless field trip.
Friend's kid: This is a useless field trip. The bats will bite us, the lights will go out, the cave will collapse, and we'll all be killed. What a useless field trip.
The world was on acid today and I can't stop crying because of it. Bittersweet memories of places that no longer exist can bite my ass.
It probably doesn't help that I keep answering IMs, falling back into the past as if I don't have a present to grasp onto. Why do I always do this? I'm the one talking to them sometimes. It's like I'm a glutton for punishment. I never want these wounds to heal.
It probably doesn't help that I keep answering IMs, falling back into the past as if I don't have a present to grasp onto. Why do I always do this? I'm the one talking to them sometimes. It's like I'm a glutton for punishment. I never want these wounds to heal.
Computer cannibalized itself this morning, just now got it back up to speed. Still downloading drivers but luckily I had an OS lying around.
Apparently when it was doing its Windows Update last night it missed a kernel and got stuck on an endless loop of confusion, that one's new -- I have never seen that before.
Luckily, Vista was smarter than I give it credit for and it saved all of my programs in a Windows.old folder, so there isn't a mad dash to find disks. Zipping windows.old to its own drive, though, and will save it on a gmail somewhere in case this shit happens again.
All and all not a very good day.
Apparently when it was doing its Windows Update last night it missed a kernel and got stuck on an endless loop of confusion, that one's new -- I have never seen that before.
Luckily, Vista was smarter than I give it credit for and it saved all of my programs in a Windows.old folder, so there isn't a mad dash to find disks. Zipping windows.old to its own drive, though, and will save it on a gmail somewhere in case this shit happens again.
All and all not a very good day.

