Said Justin : fuck you outlook and hotmail, fuck you repeatedly with mammoth sized objects riddled with shards of glass, nails, tacks, and cacti. you fucking bastards.
Now that is a keeper.

The artist is the child in the fable; every oneof whose tears was a pearl." ~ Heinrich Heine That's beautiful indeed.

So I pulled muscle (it's tight or something) in my shoulder at the gym this morning, so that cut my workout short a good bit. I'm sorta peeved yet relieved about it. I have to rest my arm. Ugh. It's my right arm too. At least I can type still. The pain has eased up now though...well relatively.

Know what? I'm hungarryyy.