Thursday, May 13


It's fuckin early.

Another long night. A good night, but a long night, and I need to stop this before I die from exhaustion.

Wearing my Royals shirt because we've actually won twice and therefore it's a little less shameful. I'm not a fair-weather fan, I promise, I just prefer not to be laughed at on the streets, considering our pitiful record.

I think I'm writing run-on sentences. It's 6:56 though so shut up. If you went to bed at 3 and woke up at 6 you wouldn't make any sense either.

I'm looking for a horse. If you've got one, please give it to me because I don't have any money. I will write you a sonnet for payment.

Dubya sucks.

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