October 4th, 2003



Yes, that's right. A poem by our president:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Oh my, lump in the bed
How I've missed you.
Roses are redder
Bluer am I
Seeing you kissed by that charming French guy.
The dogs and the cat, they missed you too
Barney's still mad you dropped him, he ate your shoe
The distance, my dear, has been such a barrier
Next time you want an adventure, just land on a carrier.

Explanation of some of the stuff in this story.


I found this craigslist ad amusing, particularly:
However, if you've highlighted and committed to memory passages in your BIBLE, you probably should not respond to this post. But, um, God bless you and all. Up with Jesus!


I've wasted a good part of the morning watching Buffy. Not really motivated to do much else. Played a very long 6-player game of Seafarers last night, which was a lot of fun. Also got to play some euchre. Got home about midnight, then stayed up and watched a Buffy episode. Was good and didn't watch a second one. And it's very cruel how they're holding out the slightest little shred of hope that Angel will come back to us. Bastards.