I watched the mangler 3.

Take that.

So . . . what is the deal where the second you like a given girl it puts out some pheremone/statisical vibe that conspires to make it so you never see her so you can’t tell her?

I was recently very mean to a dominatrix. I actually made her eyes bug out a little. It was rad.

Other facts: Said domintrix used to be pretty cool

I’ve been fed up and working mornings lately, which means I really only work and sleep.

I haven’t had a good hard honest to god night’s sleep in a month or two. I’m pretty frayed.

What happens olympians when they win? They have like, two things they can do: Coach or public speaking. Unless they do ice shows.

I would like to see the ice-show format spread to all formats.

“And now a wonderful night of freestyle wrestling with music by Manheim Steamroller and the Boston Pops”

I am going to make a sausage containinng opiates. Her-o-ween. Deal with it.