Tuesday, August 22, 2006
I guess I probably need backup here. It's really getting out of hand. Everyone has gotten very mean. Even Raymi has told me to fuck off. I guess that's a bit like having Mick Jagger spit on you. It must count for something, somewhere, in some perverse way.
I really didn't mean to start a flame war.
I need a drink, or better yet some ice cream.
Fuuck with two 'u's.
p.s. Apparently Raymi also thinks that I am a "douchey 22 year old on the west coast with no friends" That's really nice.