Today is a Frelling pile of Dren!

If this is going to be any indication of how things are running, I'm a dead man, I am...because my head will go poof...

...so all I did was open up my outtlook...and my entire inbox deleted itself. Then, when trying to move messages from the delete bin, everytthing got attached to an email...which promptly closed...un-recoverable...yay...

I hadn't even gotten a chance to look at my new mail...

If it weren't already bad enough that I'm kinda time screwed for stuff already...dammit...*sigh* I ithink that I shall kill soon. Yeah...

Or go eat a twinkie...

I must be insane...

So how insane do I plan on being? Rather. Stupid fun insane.

I plan to spend tomorrowed wired higher than a tightrope...I plan to spend all day at work juiced up on Mountain Dew/Coke and Twinkies.

And *then* I'm running to join in on this bit of trivial insanity. *THEN* I'm running over to Underground for a bit, to dance and dance, and say hi, and flyer *AND THEN* run back to play until it's over, I pass out, or I miss dawn...whichever hits first.

Did I mention that I'm going to be insane...Here's to Pixie Sticks and Mountain Dew!

Ladies...if you're at UG, come up and kiss me. Why? Why not, I'm kissable.**

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**I'm learning the power of advertising. Maybe one day it'll work.