the post of bitter satisfaction

It's become apparent that I'm by no means the only person [DELETED] has managed to seriously [DELETED]. This is weirdly satisfying, in that at least [DELETED] the only [DELETED] with [DELETED], but also upsetting because [DELETED] [DELETED] [DELETED] and it's just [DELETED] in an adult.

I'm glad I reacted as I did, rather than [DELETED] a big fat [DELETED] stinking up the whole [DELETED]. Sometimes there's just no point in spreading the [DELETED]. But I'm allowing myself a good long unseemly childish private snigger over [DELETED] [DELETED]. I've [DELETED] since [DELETED], while her [DELETED] makes her feel entitled to [DELETED]. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

a conundrum.

I can't remember if I took my meds at dinner.

I'm developing a nasty headache, which could be sinuses or lack of meds. If the former, and I take a dose now, tomorrow will be encased in Jell-O. If the latter, and I do not take DRUGS!!!, tomorrow will be like having my brain introduced to the business end of a cheese grater.

In other news, does anybody know where I put my MIB RPG box?

hm. which makes me happier?

New quotes at Eomer's?
http://www.subreality.com/eomer/quotes-08.htm

Or seeing that lame-ass oughta-be-in-jail shyster Bobby get the holy living shit beat out of him on The Practice?

Choices. Choices.

(no subject)

Harvey Birdman and Boo-Boo Bear just...had...a sleepover.