My guestbook is being mean to me. Bastard. The bastard.

My god, they’re putting birds on the moon?

I have a word stuck in my head. Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui.

i broke a picture frame by accident. but i was kind of happy about that.

One of the most painful things to watch on television is the ten extra seconds after the news anchors accidentally end up with extra time on the show. And they have to talk to eachother. And news anchors do not have personalities. At all.

PUSLINCH TODAY: wow… now i’ll never have to wonder what the weather was like where I live on June 10th, 1998 ever again.

i’m all alone in the school library. i feel like such a LOSER.

“My pickle’s not even adhesive!”

It’s 4am. I just disconnected the networking between our two computers, and then reconnected it in the opposite direction with different, fussier software. It wasn’t fun. Now I’m going to bed. My head hurts.

dude. where’s my toga?

that man is wearing MY toga!

mercy!