That's not even a word!
I made it a word, like warhol made it a painting.
Update: My dog's in Indy, I'm missing a cable to rig my new harddrive, and I'm ASSUMING that's the only problem. Fallout 3 and saints row 2 exceeded my very high expectations of them. And no poetry until I get back.
*shrugs* y'know how it is with limited time and text space.
I gotta pack, grab my travel docs and get my ass out of bed earlier and earlier. My mom bought me about 200$ worth of new clothes, bit of an ask and ye shall receive thing. That and how the hell was I going to afford it? I'm at a healthy level of stress and nerves, like any carpool of strangers and my first forced travel w training.
Now curry. Then fallout and pretravel scramble.
