I can't help but notice that I'm accumulating MySpace friends...yet I don't even know who some of them are. Sure...I get 200 requests per month for some fucking fake MySpace whore who's telling me "I live in Arizona and I'm waiting for you to come hump me right this second." But I'm not talking about those ones...I'm talking about the real people who are on my friends list...you know who you are!

Well...come on and post something. Or send me an email or something. I'm currently sick as fuck and I could use the light reading. Ya, that's right...I only have time to blog when I feel like someone beat my head in with a pole.

Which reminds me to bitch about how much I hate "the common cold." What the fuck! Why can't we cure this shit? There's no way in hell you can tell me some jackass can figure out how to collide two atoms together to produce a nuclear reaction...yet we can't fucking cure some virus? This shit should be old news. I should be able to buy a fucking computer program that gets rid of my cold at this point! Why are we so behind the curve?

Ohhhhh...wait...you mean people make money on the fact that I'm non-fatally sick? I get it...that's fucking brilliant! Why didn't I think of that! Assholes!!! I'm surprised that they haven't told us to start drinking OIL as a cure for everything that ails us! Combined with sales tax, medicine made of oil might just make Bush rich enough to start mining Iron out of the earth's core. Take that earth day!

Anyway...I'm going back to bed...cause I'm sick, and I hate the world.