A hit list of four people on a piece of paper does not a plot to commit murder make. Seriously, try finding a high school student who doesn’t hate four people in their school - I guarantee you can’t. Just because someone was (a) stupid enough to write down the people they hate on a [...]
When I thought I finally might actually be getting close to finish my music megapost (OK, maybe not, but it’s coming along), I now find out that we’re all going to die tomorrow, and thus I won’t ever get the chance.
A lot. We’ve already shoveled the driveway once and it needs it again. Fortunately it’s fluffy so it’s not that hard to deal with.
Have won the World Series! Woot! Now all we need is a lolcat that goes, “I’m in ur citiz pwnin ur teamz,” .
