EXTREEEEEME!!!

My BZP membership should be deleted, tomorrow. I've been here for... ooh... nearly four years. I had a good time, I just grew out of Bionicle. I had been with it since the beginning. Most of my friends either left this place or grew out of contact. So it was time for me.

No more comments on this blog. If you visit it, rate it down. The lowest. It was nice being here. Bye bye.

Hey, does Jayne Cobb have a robotic leg or something? He was stabbed with a harpoon in Serenity.

I own every album.

That's very cool, Emperor Norton.

I get my music from the library, copy that CD to my computer as .flac, and then I make a copy of those .flac files, turn them back into .wavs, burn them to a blank CD, and then delete the .wavs. SO ANYWAY, I have a CD collection, an .flac collection, and an .mp3 collection, for the iPod, which is loaded with Rockbox. ... This wasn't what you wanted to know.

If you did this, I would personally come to your house and slap you in the back of the head, for attempting something so dangerous.

Or insanity. Whatever comes first.

I hate when that feeling of inevitability creeps up on you. Or a lack of control of your own actions. Fully understanding what the consequences imply while stepping forward, realizing that you're changing yourself forever. I'm in complete control of my actions. I have to live with them. I still find it horrific that people put any power into my hands.

*String of expletives* Man, they die too young... I was THREE when it happened. And he died in Memphis....

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssss. ... Sssssssssssssssssssss. ... Uuuuuh.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Cooool! Thanks.

I just got back from a performance in the city, I played the guitar for a children's choir.... Everyone in the crowd looked... rich.

It's more of a reference to Monty Python, and they don't hiss. They drink tea.