Dad:so how did you live three days without a computer?
Me:that's what you think! the computer there is better than ours!
And has lots of futurama in it.
There's no time like borrowed time. Stealth makes it all the better, even if the result is being a hour and half late for work and having a devilish back-ache.
Noes, wait. I have the back-ache for two weeks at least. But it got worse over the weekend. Oh we-ell...
I should draw me some borrowed time. It should look wonderful, like the parallel universe. And all that stuff piling up in the ideas book. Pointless maybe, but what the heck.
Academicwise, still no news. No news is prolly good news.
Killing an ex or two of mine would only do the world a favor. They seem to pile up, and while monster is only getting nicer with time, that idiot penguin naught but gets on my nerves.
Some decisions get on my nerves as well. When it involves monies and social awkwardness...well. I think i'll work something out.
And some people really, really need to get a sence of humor.
Well.
Rock'n'Troll to all!