I don't celebrate. I take my loot and run.

Funny, Tom, very funny. *gag*

Holiday joke. Just go there.

To those who aren't sickened by the idea of another christmas carol - Happy Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hannukah, or whatever.

And for the rest of us, we have a whole 'nother year to NOT have to put up with this schlock...

Now that merits celebration.

In other news, I have 21 days left stuck in purgatory. That's about 22 more than I'd like at this point.

One of my favorite singers has sold her musical soul to the pop culture devil, au Britney Spears. Sad, another one trades her integrity for instant transient fame.

I spose... Though I was only trying to offer the perspective of someone who has most definitely been there...

And don't feel worse about it... Having a relationship, while it does have its benefits, adds a whole new level of responsibilities and stress as well...

In any case, I didn't want to make you feel bad...

Anna, once again... at least you have someone coming home to you, whenever he finally makes it. Not that it should make you feel any better - in fact, I think it makes me feel worse.

See the ground rushing up at your plane at 600 miles an hour, knowing you can't do anything about it, or seeing it rush up at you at probably about 200 miles an hour, knowing you can't do anything about it: To die or to die more rapidly. To explode in a brilliant fireball or to splatter blood and organ chunks over a thirty-foot radius. The failure of technology or the failure of the self. Or just failure.

Life does come with a parachute. But the parachute is full of holes, and the release string is broken. It just gives you this illusion of security until you throw it away, and realize how screwed you are...

Definitely the vice versa, these days... A shame, that life doesn't come with a parachute.

:(

Riiiiiight... sucks to your ass-mar, both of you.

Anyway, Thomas got himself a single thats bigger than some doubles... that's right, no one but me... or maybe me and that girl... ;-D

suck it down, punk bitches!!!

Right... How's this?

Andy, take this two-by-four and go beat yourself. Come back when you realize I got your morse code link. >8-)

Oh, go find a stick and pleasure yourself, Andy. I am not a duck, and if Tom wants to be nice to me (amazing, how someone can do that), why should you complain about it?

Oh, and ASD.

Finals week is almost done... In 72 hours I will be chillin my ass off!!! Vacations ROCK!!!!

What the hell?? If you're going to speak, either speak legibly or I start cussing you traseros out in other languages.

And yes, I said "speak legibly." Screw you all, except Anna.

What is that, morse code?

By the way, Bobby is a rather sarcastic person, in my experience... and Andy was probably not being sexist, just irksome. Or both, most likely...

Get happy, go huh?, get a headache... do it all here

PAPERS SUCK!!!!

Well certainly not you and I, Chris, since (as soon as I move in to mine) we live in dorms, which aren't a heck of a lot better, and when you've got fire alarms and recently, we evacuated a whole floor for an anthrax scare - at 2 in the morning - I'd really say dorms are worse. At least caves don't need renovation...