257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Saturday, November 12, 2005
no love for the blog
I find it amusing that I haven't posted here in a while. I'm a fiend with the other blogs, so why not this one? Probably because I know no one is reading it. I guess I'm a bit of a show off that way. Damn it. I hate show offs. I'm such a hipocrite. And I don't thibk I can spell anymore. I can see the elementary school spelling bees going down the drain as we speak. Or as we type. Or as I type.

new topic:
I was fairly intoxicated last night. Yes, I realise that was a bad new topic starter, but I seriously didn't have a new starter, plus I wanted to rant. Damn it! Why do I get preoccupied so easily. I HAD a rant, and now that I started reading something an dtyping to people I completely forgot. I am the epidome of idiocy. Oh well. Looks like I'll just have to try harder next time. It really must not have been that important if I both can't remember and don't care. I did do a drunken rant last night though. Not on this blog, obviously. It's kind of like a tradition for me now. Whenever I drink, I always feel the need to write a blog-rant-thing. They are quite entertaining really.

Did you see that. I gave you something non-depression-inducing. Amazing huh? And that's my cue to exit. Stage left.

Martini kisses
posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:22 PM  
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