I think I’m going to hell. *gazes at the Klubbheads Remix of Larger than Life playing on her WinAmp* Or possibly, already there. Around here, its hard to tell the difference sometimes.

There’s some mad AJ happening, tho, and we like him for his tattooed-alien-freak-ness, so.

‘Rentals anniversary is tomorrow. 38 years. I can’t even concieve of what my mother could possibly have done to warrant being married to my father for that long. I mean, what, was she a clown in a past life?

Beh. Don’t mind me. I’m just bitter and depressed and working on a headcold. Fuck.