dogstar man

i have a tummy ache and i should be reading a tale of two cities right now but fuck it. i'm too far down in my self-indulgent slacker hole. i have nothing to say so i'll state the obvious: there's a dave and busters power card in front of me, sanctified is playing and it's annoying, the windows are still open even though the sun is down, the british are assholes, ryan's probably having sex with harry carey right now (hahtdawg), "ballistic missle" is, without question, the coolest term ever, winamp is being a bitch and playing every annoying song i have, i am cold, i don't wanna go to the damn district track meet thursday (one more meet, one more practice, then it's time to kick back and slack off!!!), HAHTDAWG!

exactly one year ago i learned ryan's name. happy ryan day! :D

\Bal*lis"tic\, a. 1. Of or pertaining to the ballista, or to the art of hurling stones or missile weapons by means of an engine.

so it's an art now?

before i go, remember kids: god and your local clergymen are watching you (take a shower).

~j

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