I think i'm getting sick. I don't get sick. I'm not sickly. CRAP. Today sucks. I woke up late for work. I was too busy lovin on the Pants (Crucifier) to get up and make coffee and get dressed on time. Then I got all pissy about the internets. I created a myspace account again. Add me so I can be COOL and have lots of friends and get you to buy our cds. That would rule.
Here is a poem
Crap
I woke up late today
Crap
I want a blue voodoo
cause the randall didn't work out
it makes me sad and I wish it would rain
so i can cry
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