so know i know.
know i know why i�m bitching about the snow so much� saw it on the news last night�
it has snowed every day this year.
no shit. every day.
now, i don�t like snow in the first place (like you don�t know that by now) but in 2003 there has not been a day without snow. not one. now i know why i feel like the snow just keeps coming�
because the snow just keeps coming!!
mark my word, some day when i�m rich i�m going to buy a flamethrower & just wait for the next snowstorm. then, instead of shoveling the driveway, i�m going to take a military-grade flamethrower to it & melt the fucking snow. fire fire fire heheheh!!!
OK, now you know i�ve gone skidding over the edge. but doesn�t using a flamethrower to clear your driveway sound cool? a cloud- covered sky, falling flakes of snow & 35� of flame� steam rising off the asphalt�
yeah yeah� i�ll cut back on the testosterone now.
in other news�
the zero point zero article on gotpoetry.com has opened up a whole can of worms. i find it very silly that it became a �who is punk & who is not� argument. this has been going on for 25 years now. you would think we would be over it by now. it is also a poetry argument, but it went from being about poetry to being personal very quickly. that i don�t like but people do silly things sometimes.
my son showed up early so i need to cut this short.
much more tomorrow.
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Today�s Stats
Coffee Count: 7 mugs
Cigarettes: 11
Candy: lots of M&Ms
Now Playing: my kung-fu hamster
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�Love, and be silent.�
-King Lear
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& still being silly�.
I will mauled by a mob of midgets.
How will you die? Take the Exotic Cause of Death Test
ah, what a way to go.
