Brain not functioning properly on account of illness. Me blog anyway. Grievances: You know how many get-well-soon wishes I've received from Superblog!! fans these past few days? That's right, ZERO. Christ, if I didn't hate most of you people before, I sure would now.
I came this close to placing a virus in the blog template, just to fucking fuck with you. What stopped me was, firstly, I'm not enough of a nerd to know exactly how to go about doing that. Secondly...? I'm fucking sick, you piece of fucking fucks!! Why aren't you paying attention?!
Had a dream last night. One of those that seem to go on for hours and hours, or days even. It took place aboard a huge cruise ship, and I still remember plenty of details. I imagine that it I told them to you, you'd be able to sketch a fairly accurate psychological portrait of me.
But I won't, because that would be creepy.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Sickityfuck, Fuckitysick
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Get Well Soon, prick.
I thought that the lack of hot sex would be motivation enough to get well soon.
Feel better soon.
Sicko...
I thought I asked you to get well soon last we talked. But maybe I don't count as a Superblog!! fan? Or is it that when you try to count me, I'm closer to 0 than 1?
Fine, I love you all. Especially Michael Moore.
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