I looked at lots of things. Then I went home and talked to my friend Pat. Then Pat left. Ok I mean, come on, make some small effort to say something I could possibly care about is some small way. Anything that I might have the tiniest, most miniscule scrap of interest in.
Today is a good day.
Paging Archfiend People like this make me want to cave their skulls in with a clawhammer. Either I'm bored, busy, or just don't give a crap. Oh I knew they probably weren't real. Well, just in case they were real. Unfortunately, I have to read about them because chobos keep forwarding me this crap.