I have moved this blog so many times it is ridiculous and the only people that can find me are the ones I tell the new address to and people from Georgia. Odd,isn't it?
I apoligize for the lack of posty goodness. We almost got a dog, but settled for a kitchen instead. More on that later. For now, let's get this fucking bitch dick suicide machine on the road:
I am fat, unemployed, lower middle class, and was bored or sadly disappointed with everything. Cynical optimism gets me through the night, but law school is killing me. I put hot sauce on everything and live in a town were mayo is not a condiment, it's a lifeline.