meh.

Cruel Thanksgiving. The family-units are far away in different states for various reasons, so I spent the night alone. I did have a TV-Dinner with chicken and mashed potatoes, and I fed the kittie some turkey-flavored Fancy Feast. Does that count?Nicole and I fight again, sigh.

I hope this works.

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Get your War On..

http://mnftiu.cc/mnftiu.cc/war.html

SO MUCH FUN! (whee?)

so, I played with that slogan generator thing, and here's some of the gems it came up with:Run For The Fecal Matter.We'll Leave The Fecal Matter On For You.You'll Look a Little Lovelier Each Day with Fabulous Pink Fecal Matter.The Joy of Fecal Matter.Is It Live, Or Is It Fecal Matter?I'm Only Here For The Fecal Matter.Fecal Matter Really Satisfies.and fianlly,Don't Say Brown, Say "Fecal Matter".

H...

Hmm, my weight seems to be dropping again. This is good. Another 10 pounds would be nice. I still think I need a hard drug habit, or something. I'll try to write more, later.

so, I feel th...

so, I feel that everyone should look at this, in light of the new Terminator movie coming out:http://www.i-mockery.com/minimocks/commercial/

party time?

hi,I guess I was supposed to talk about the other night, but I kind of forgot to update and stuff. Well, I went, but I always feel out of my element at parties, so I only really talked to Bob all night. I made us leave early, because I didn't want to be there. Er...brb......I just came back from a few hours of playing WW2. Those god-damned Allied forces. They make me mad. I enjoy playing a sniper, and being an airplane tail-gunner and bombardier:1. bom-bar-dier (bom'ber-dir') n.The member of a combat aircraft crew who operates the bombsight and drops the bombs.Anyway, about the party. Nothing really interesting happened. There was some pee-wee's play-house style pirate porn playing on the TV all night. It featured a clown named "Fucko", a Pirate with a Ferret (not a Parrot) on his shoulder, some sleazy girl with pink hair, and a dwarf girl. There were a bunch of people who I didn't talk to. I am shy, I guess. Bob and I bought Shasta a Living Dead Dollie, because she collects 'em. We got her the special Hot Topic edition "Tragedy" Living Dead Doll, and she really seemed to enjoy it.Speaking of which, why do I feel completely embarrassed when I walk into a Hot Topic? I shouldn't be, but it makes me very uncomfortable.So, that's the details of the party. I didn't get to drink, except one beer, which is fine. I'm not sure that would've been the best place for me to be intoxicated. On the scale of parties, I would rate it "very nice".I feel cabin feverish. Would anyone like to hang out this week?