To explain why his current existential crisis is such a … well … crisis, my friend says:
This isn’t me. I’m not one to think about things or be introspective. I’ve never been this way. I just live my life.
You don’t get it. You’ve always been fucked up.
Oh, yeaaaahhhhh.

You know how over on del.icio.us they let you tag urls for your friends? It’s pretty allsome … the modern-day equivalent of your grandma sending you newspaper clippings about butterflies cuz you collected them in 1979. Nothing says “I think you’re swell, dude” like a well-chosen url to a friend. (If you’re not using del.icio.us, [...]

I said I would be spotty, and I will be. But sure as shit if I don’t write a sad, pathetic little post to take the pressure off myself and then feel an overwhelming urge to post again. Okay, “overwhelming” might be a bit strong … however, here I am. (A word to the wise: [...]