I don't like complaining.
Karl got duck tape stuck in his hair this morning and I got it out.
My mother stupidly broke the vacuum in her omnipotent moronity and I frustratedly fixed it.
I listened to Good Charlotte at the maximum volume while taking a shower.
a+b=c c=comfort I seem to have misplaced b
Everyone's fits of idiocy are killing me.
Why am I so angry?
I angrily played my bass for a good hour and I've decided that I need a new bass amp.
I want to fix the GTI.
I want to finish my speaker project.
I need to get a job so that I can make some money.
I need to get more sleep.
I need to get out of this pit of boiling and scalding mud.
I feel like breaking something.
It's 11:55 and my day is not over yet.
Today sucked.
I'm glad I don't act like I used to...
-Kevin