July 21st, 2010

MW

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I am failing miserably at keeping up. I said I would. Once again it not work. Once again will make an attempt to make it happen. I like jotting my thoughts down since I do not remember things worth a shit some time. It is like a cross between being autistic and simply a retard. Something like that.

Dexter. I love Dexter. If you were smart you would love Dexter also, otherwise you might end up killing someone down the road for no good reason, and then Dexter would find you because he is just that cool. Unfortunately Dexter is keeping me up... later. Jarin is kind enough, when he is around, to ensure that I am up early. My ninja assasinationating phone has finally been put in its place... a FedEx box to be referbished and probably in the arms of some poor unsuspecting human. Poor bastard.