'Ello. Obviously nobody's read my blog, or they'd have commented by now. Not like I really care. The schizophrenia sets in whenever I think about it, so I don't feel so lonely. Now excuse me while I water my floor and trim the hamburger, M'lord Napoleon.

All kidding aside, I just found out I probably won't make it to Toys R Us this weekend to get Hewkii and/or Jaller and/or Vez&Fen as I was planning, because my dad, an air conditioner repairman, is on call this weekend. Oh well. Another weekend of MOCing and listening to my favorite Ramone's CD, eh wot? Wait, I just realized you have to have a license to say that when you're an american. Nevermind.

See, I don't know about anywhere else, but here in Arizona, TRU is the only place to get 'em. I mean, I end up at Fry's Marketplace probably 4 day's a week, but they just got the PIRAKA this month. Jeez. No such luck there. Target usually get's em a couple weeks after TRU, a month tops. But I have no life, so that's waaaaay to long a time to be bored out of my mind.

Alright, I'm done for now. New update tommorow at the latest, eh wot?

British police: "You 'are come-ing vith us, you feelthy american!"

Me: "NOOOOO! I'll never say it again, I swear--"

British Police: (drag me away)

Yeah, that's it for right now.