To the person anonymously emailing me hate mail:

GO DIE ALREADY.  NO, NO YOU DON’T NEED TO WISH FOR A HARPOON WHEN YOU SEE ME.  DIE, YOU SON OF A BITCH, DIE.  I HOPE YOU DIE OF SOMETHING PAINFUL…. like… um… i dunno, wait, what’s a painful death?  umm.. rabies?  Rabies is painful, right?  Yes, let’s go with rabies. 

a hem.

I HOPE YOU DIE OF RABIES AND SUFFER… SUFFFFFFFEEEERRRRRR!  I HOPE YOU DIE ALONE AND SAD WITH EVERYONE LAUGHING AT YOU…. ok, I need to stop.

Well that was unpleasant.  *centers self*
kittens… rainbows…. abs… really awesome horror movies… sushi…

Okay, i’m back.

The boss is out today and tomorrow… which strangely enough means I get a lot more work done.  Not that he ever cracks the whip, I am just rebellious like that.

Hanging with the buddy, Josh, tonight… not sure what we’re doing, but he’s always fun to hang with.  Hoping for something chillaxin.  Maybe a night of movies or drawing and doodling.

Thinking about a trip soon, something a short flight away, something.. not seattle.  Maybe after the tax return comes in.