I'm gonna take some advice from Plinko and try to express myself through some song lyrics.

The following be the words from the song Bitches, by Mindless Self Inulgence:

bitches love me cause they know that I can rock
bitches love me cause they know that I can rhyme
bitches love me cause they know that I can fuck
bitches love me cause they know that I'm on time
throughout the projects
done - done - this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
this style style style done
pow - muthafucka - pow
bitches love me
love me love me love me love me
bitches love me
bitches love me cause they know that I can rock
done - done - this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
this style style style done


I'd also like to take this moment to remind everyone that I am an ordained minster of the univeral life church, and I can marry people. Think of me on your special day.

I gnabbed the SeaLab 2021 episodes at the crap shoot, and I've been livin' in the funny.


Hesh wants some Sex!

I found someone at school who's taking the ACT's on the 26th in Appelton, so I think I have the ride thing covered now.

I definitly need a lot more sleep.

At 11:50ish, I was pretty fucking tired, and had been for the whole day, but instead of going to sleep, and maybe geting somewhat rested, I installed No One Lives Forever 2 and playing that for an hour and a half.

Sooo many games I want to play and finish. Morrowind still looms over me. I love that game like I love Blueberry Pie heated up with a nice scoop of frozen vanilla ice cream on top. I also want to finish the Warcraft 3 campaigns. Hell, I still havent finished fucking Max Payne, I set that down more than a year ago, and the whole game only takes about 15 hours total to beat! I liked the game a lot, I just stopped playing. Half-life Single Player, and Opposing Forces both were games I got pretty far but havent finished. Neverwinter Nights! Vampire the Masquerade: Redemption! Jedi Knight 2! Return to Castle Wolfenstein! I also got Hitman 2 this past weekend that I wanna bust out. Too, much, goodness, and not enough playing.

The only comforting thought is I may be able to cry myself to sleep.

For the past two days, when Ryan wasn't around, and wasn't coming home at night. I figured he had died, or was getting some sex. Or both.

It was just now that I read his page and remembered the whole out of town doing business stuff and all that.

Meh.