2002-11-21 - 3:20 a.m.

How dare some of you let me update three times before you. Such audacity. Today has not been taco day, which of course means I must have a taco tomorrow. That may be a bit difficult since I have to go to the Roadhouse for dinner. Yes, have to. I am being forced, at gun point to eat dinner with some girls from work. I hope that I magically shift into a better mood by then. Abra kadabra boom shaka lay. Didn't work. I'll try that spell again later. I can sit here and stare at the screen for a long time and not come up with anything. Happens all the time. I sit and stare at the screen until something comes. Speech will always be my medium of choice. I'm not even good at that sometimes. Fuck it, I'm out.

�

The past is gone - Next song. Next song. Next!

�