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05/04/2005: "Never iron a canairy."

Yeah...ok...woah...

I'm done being sick now, just in time to give blood. Woo I suppose.

Then um...Frag Ops...Time Crisis...Starting new sharted sanity comic...more Aloof work...retooling the ENTIRE INTERNET...Gamer SIG starts monday (Monday? Holy crap!)...staple gun is staring at me...being supprisingly sociable for being in such a "Fuck you. Better yet, fuck him" sorta mood...Wet-BisketMcGlee...movies, both flash and real...blur the monkey...

Just have too much going on at once. So much going on, I can't find the time to do anything. That's the part that REALLY sucks.

Fuck you. I'm going to bed. Better yet, fuck him.

F*R*A*G: This'll be my bathroom.