"What the fuck, man? If I go in there and see fuckin' pubes sprinkled on the toilet seat, I'm gonna fuckin' lose my mind! Last time I went to the bathroom, Jay, I took a shit and my shit looked like a fuckin' stuffed animal!"
Hello all your non-readers.
I haven't been updating much because life deceided to throw me a shitstorm of epic proportions over the past few weeks. If I can recall correctly, I've had my paperwork blow away in the wind twice, had my hair caught in the office elevator, dropped the fax machine, stepped in around 10 piles of uncollected animal crap, GOT SERVERE FOOD POISONING FOR A WEEK, have had two colds [I have one now, makes that three], AND BOTH MY PERSONAL DESKTOP PCS DIED ON ME IN THE PERIOD OF ONE MONTH.
I left A LOT out because it has to do with personal situations surrounding my friends and if I bitch about it on blogspot, they'll eventually stumble upon it, read it, and pitch a bitch fit at me. One through carefully aggitated words and one through pure raging estrogenic fits of fagMANrage. Whatever. Fuck.
School still sucks, Art class is fun though. Coop is great.
ROCKBAND TWO IS AWESOME.
I've also been thinking of doing commissions once technology stops blowing up at the slighest touch from my demon hands. Not really much to update about, except that my fist tastes like a rainbow. :]
Higginsss out to watch Casablanca and forever be the lonely cat lady.
-Flees sullenly-
"There are five different types of chairs in this hotel room."
"Holy fuck. What are they all doing in here?"
"These are five different types of chairs."
"Get them out of here, man. This is too many chairs for one room."
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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