Friday, August 26, 2005

Hour eleventy billion: hate humanity; hate self.

SO tired. out of caffine, hate network adapters. Only hope for humanity: etchasketch.

Building only one story; can't jump off. Well, I can. But it'd just hurt a whole lot. Is perhaps preferable to the emotional pain of current situation.

Think it would be cool if Barry Allen came back from the dead evil and stuff. That'd be cool. But no. We get Jason Todd, a substandard psychopathic Robin. Tim Drake=pinch cheeks; feed cookies.

Abuse of semi-colon=gewd.

Have decided that I need a sippy cup. The kind with the weight at the bottom, so that when I tip my drink over, it springs upright. I just managed to spill my spill-proof mug with the expensive fricking herbal tea in it.

Conclusion: Waa.

(and yes, it's my blog, I'll whine if I want to. No likey the whiney? No read-y the bloggy. Win-win for everyone)

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