This China-made optical mouse is seriously fucked up. It's a fucking rebel! It clicks twice when I click once. It pulls up the windows when I want them down. Sometimes, when I haven't even clicked; just hovering, it magically becomes helpful and does it for me. So I'll be sitting here, scowling and talking mad shit how technology is going to be the death of me.

My sister is, like, you loco.

Fuck you.

In the spirit of Christmas: Ho! Ho! Ho!

I don't know what happened to me in September. For some reason I can't recall. I know that I was so sleep-deprived that I actually lost track of time...as was I in October and November, that I totally forgot about Suicide Season - and how I had promised the girl on the album art cover that I was going to have her up on my blog. Bahaha. Yeah and that would mean I'm working on a new layout for mid-December to early January...or February 2009. I don't know. I can't tell. Maybe I won't have the time to do this shit anymore because...

I'm going back to school!

Yeah. I'm just the tiny bit excited now. Wait for the day when I wake up and think: what the fuck am I doing? Or something like that. It'll most probably be, like, fuckfuckfuck.

My favorite December expression: Mm.