Oooooo! I'm about to break 6K!! Woo-fuckin'-hoo!

I'm in a deep ression today. Don't know why. Came on kind of sudden. I kind of wish someone would come and kick me in the nuts or something just so I could feel something. I'm just, blah. I don't really like this. Oh, and Cordy/Meg, Kitty and I would be happy to adopt you. Seriously.

I don't really have anything to write about. We're broke, again, and have no food. We've been living on Ramen noodles the past few days. That and microwave popcorn. Good thing I get paid tomorrow. The only one that's had any real food to eat has been the baby, but of course, that goes without saying. I'd rather eat dirt then have him not have any food. I would like to have a big steak right now though. Those Cheez-its I had for lunch didn't hang arond too long. Glad tomorrow's Friday.

Just some random thoughts for padding:

• Wearing underwear after they've been washed makes my nuts itch.

• I'm afraid that one day I'll find out that I'm actually as stupid as I act.

• I've debated on giving up my current job and becoming a professional stalker. I've even got a list of stalkees:

  • Anenigma

  • Uncle Bob

  • Waterbelle

  • Harbinger

  • Action grrl

  • Cordy/Meg

  • Sporkboy

  • Sinnamon

• I could go on, but I'm a lazy fuk.

• I'm arachnophobic...severely.

• I have visions, daily, of just whipping out a H MP5 (it's a gun for you lay persons) and going to town on people who piss me off.

• One of my ultimate dream jobs is "Hitman". Really.

• I think hunting and fishing are the two biggest wastes of time next to the NBA and Major League Baseball.

• I don't give a fuck what people think of me, but value their opinions.

• I really, really, really, really want to fly helicopters.

• I don't dream...anymore.

• I can't think of anything else.

I think I should quit my job and let Sinnamon have it. Damn, she's got some skilz. I'm a professional web designer (least, that's what my business cards say) and I've been struggling lately with one friggin' layout and she's done like two or three. I got's to say, girl, you gots talent. Deep ressin' me even more. Arg.

Oh, Waterbelle, I'm gonna have to git ya, girl. You've got me hooked on Penny Arcade, dammit. I've gone and read their entire archive in like a day and a half. Good stuff. Of course, makes me even more jealous. I have a degree in illustration and one of my secret dreams was to do a popular comic strip. Anyway, I dig the shit, go check it out.

God, is this entry just some verbal diarrhea or what? Damn. I was going through my archives (the Scar Tissue button at the top) and I realized that I have a few good entries, but some of them really suck. I can add this one to the list. I guess I'm going to have to break down and do what some other D-landers do and maybe start taking notes or writing down story ideas. I don't know how many times I'll think of something great to write about and then, by the time I get around to updating, it's gone and I can't for the life of me remember what the fuck it was. Oh well, I'll try (as I always do) to have something more digestible next time. Sorry.

"Where are we going and why am I in this handbasket?"

Icebear

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