Not a good day... not a good day at all.

You guys are actually making me WANT to see Star Wars this weekend. Wow I really hate you guys now. You will all die soon.

Yeah so I realized that if I mention a few things you only seem to read one specific part and comment about that. Well, I guess now I should break them and bullet them so you will comment on all of them because yeah.

Operation has begun.

1. So basically I realized how gay my life has become. Not literally, but how retarded my life has become. You get the point. So now I'm trying to find a meaning of my so-far-meaningless life of mine.

2. Viennesse is Friday. You better come. Then we can watch Star Wars together at a later date... when a lot of weird wheezing kids arent around to poke a lightsaber in your ear or cheer when "the animation is prodigous." And you don't have to worry about those kids drooling on you when they see Natalie Portman or the newest "Sky Fighter."

3. And Rob's party is Saturday, but I dunno if I can go. Bryan knows why. And so would Will Tarpeh. You will never, ever find out why. Muahahahah!

4. (?) Indulge me.

Wow week sucked so far and looks like it's gonna suck even more according to the life forecast.

Jeez, thanks a lot Cindy and Bryan. I was gonna see how many kids were actually gonna fill that out so I can laugh at them for being so gullible. Plan failed. Mission NOT accomplished.