I sit outside on my porch with my taser. 1.8 million volts. I'd rather have a gun. There is a glock in the house but I don't know how to use it. When I get my loans in I'm either getting a min rueger or something in the 9 mm range.
Today another part of my bumper fell off. I hit like 15 4 foot potholes going about 5. But I guess that's what it's for right? To bump things.
Almost done with The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson. These weeks are flying by. I have to finish some school work that's incomplete from last semester.
Someone hacked into Call of Duty 4 tonight and now it's unplayable. Not right. Tomorrow I fix hopefully.
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It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
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