I can't remember the last time I've written (well, typed) a journal on this durn thing.
It's too damn hot in my room. Feels like I'm in an oven. Reminds me of this joke about two talking muffins. One goes, "Gee, it's so hot in here!" while the other goes "Gee, a talking muffin!" I don't know. I'm so thirsty. "Singularity" by Born of Osiris is such a kick ass song. Sucks that Jason left the band. I wonder how they are going to top The Discovery? I can't wait for the new Meshuggah album! The new trAck kicks Ass (yay for Assonant rhymes!) Thirsty. I want water, even though I know it has fluoride in it, which pretty much nukes your brain after consuming large amounts of it over a long period of time (go USA!) Land of the free, home of the brave? More like land of the police state, home of the slave. Well, at least in New York. I hate New York. Everyone here is so selfish and cold, and it feels unnatural living here with these tall buildings and concrete streets. I can't wait to move to Arkansas. Everyone there is so nice and pleasant, and you are more closer to nature. More freedom too. You can buy a fucking AR-15 off the counter at Wal-Mart for Christ's sake! I hate living with my mom too. Fucking fascist. Never treated me with any dignity or respect, yet expects me to grovel and kiss the ground she walks on. No more. At least with my dad we have a mutual respect for one another, and we same similar interests. Should be fun.
Should I buy Elder Scrolls III: Skyrim? Boobs.