Back to your regularly programmed complaining. It so happens that I'm a big fan of my stuff. I mean, lots of it is junk, but I really like the feeling of property. I like opening my closet and looking at all my cigarettes, neatly stacked and ready for smoking. I like having all these burned cds, all these pirated movies which I might never watch - I like, in short, having tonnes of shit. I don't mind lending shit to my friends, but I really get a little pissy when people are sluggish about returns. I mean, I suppose I get kind of sluggish at times about returning shit to people, but when you lend everybody something or other, it gets kind of taxing to hunt them down for it. I mean, at the moment, I think I'm owed at least a carton and a half of cigarettes, among other miscellaneous stuff. This pisses me the fuck off. Pay up, you fucking deadbeats. Seriously.

Holy shit my computer is back up. Yes, it was down, yes it's back up. I win. I win, I win, I win. Winning is good. Yes, yes, yes. No, yes, no, yes, no. Fucking A. As in, fuckinnggggg A.

I'm sorry I'm just excited.

As in, cum.