Zone of Misfortune
HOE BITCH! (greeting in Martin speak) IS THAT GOOD NEWS?
YEs yes, i have returned...and with news of sweet ass
sweet goodness. There are though, still some evils...
Anyway, i got my bookbag back...seems like some caper took
it, probably molested the hell out of it, and then dropped
it like an 9 pound bag of flour at the stairs by the
school pool. I didn't question it, so if anyone asks, Ms.
Hepler mistook it for a small pig and swallowed it whole
in the parking lot, only to vomit it out repeadelty at the
pool after drinking the water.
Um...also, i know everyone is as worried about my precious
firewire, or as i call it, the keeper of all things horny
and educationally related, as i am...and your nonexistant
fears can be quammed shut...the administration has
pleabargained to exchange lipgloss, anal beads, and 3
turkish hostages for it by tomorow. This is extremely
sweet ass sweet and coo. the epic dvd is now moved from HOLY SWEET
GOD IT'S LOST FOREVER status to HOLY SWEET GOD NOW I NEED TO
ACTUALLY BURN IT status.
Speaking of tomorow, though, i midterms of the POUND ME IN
THE ASS HARD variety, mainly math and physics, and to a
lesser, more whinnier degree, Weniger's joke of a test
with 25 bonus points. So i should really get to that
right now, seeing as it is 3:00, there will be breaks for
simpsons at 5 and 6, and possibly the evens of stevens at
Yes yes, and my "band" might be added to with a singer in
several days as we have extended an invitation to Brian
Weaver, a young hopeful apparently interested in the
trade. If i were a betting jesus-freak of nature, i'd bet
the Lord Almighty's left testicle and tibula that he'd be
a great boost to the band if he'd join...so, i am hopeing.
Haveing that said, i hope your happy tommy, i shall return
to the slavings of flash, to see what kind of web page i
can create with my mininal understanding and knowledge of
ancient druid chants and metaphors.
um...extremely anxious at the stupid midterms...