blame it on syzygy.

you know, it's at moments like this when i question my misandristic tendencies.

a man, not some strap-on wearing transsexual fraud, but a card-carrying member of the male gender, actually apologized to me for his bad behavior. and he meant it.


chicken little, watch your head. i think that the sky might truly be falling.



ouch.


now if i could only find my spontaneously disappearing cigarettes, the world would be a fucking wonderful place.