November 22nd, 2001

MW

T-2001

     Well, JOHD, I wish you a happy Thanksgiving.  I am over at Myles' right now, and there is tons of food over here, and it is not even being eaten over here.  I am experiencing some sort of connection problem over at home, yeah, imagine that.  Michael is hugging me to death right now.  Now Michael is attempting to read what I am writing, and he is continously asking me what this is.  Myles does not seem to be as happy as he could be.  Er, now he went out to give his dogs some chocolate.  That is just wrong, that chocolate should be spent on me, not a Chinese side dish.  Oh well, I will eat those later.  Michael just read something to say, "Michael is a dork head."  He can only read his name, the rest he does not know what it says.  Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, hEhEhE!!Michael Yeah, that should keep him guessing for a while.  He is only 6, and loves to go over to my place and play games.  He also is way outta control.  Yet another reason not to have any kids.  I do not want kids, nor do I want any relationships.  You know, I will have more money, and more happiness in my life if I just remove that all outta my life.  Sure, there is that whole program scripting thing, but any scripting can be redone or even removed.  That makes me happy.  Things being able to be redone, or reprogrammed is a good thing.  hEhEhE... he thinks I was in a war, that is funny.  I should go now.  Save some turkey for me.