Lopping my hand off...

Hi.  We're Farm Bureau Insurance.  We have the money to give you all sorts of discounts for hotels, glasses, perscriptions, Verizon, car rentals, and other shit.  However, we do NOT have the money to give you an actual, plastic membership card.  Have this really thick piece of printer paper.  Hope you don't fuck it up when you're tearing it out of the big sheet of printer paper.  Fortunately, we gave you two.  That way you're allowed to fuck up one of them.  It's a good thing you didn't fuck the second one up while you were putting tape over it to keep your wallet from fucking it up.  Enjoy your discounts and having your tri-monthly payments jacked way the hell up simply because you're 20 as opposed to 80. Even though 80-year-olds can't drive worth a shit, because they're old and feeble and forget they're behind the wheel and kill people, just watch South Park, and should therefore have thier insurance jacked up just like a 20 year old's.

Yeah...  My first one's repairable, though.  I'm gonna tape it up and stash it somewhere.  Like, with my SS card.  Presuming I can remember where I put that bitch.

Did not go out with my mom, for which I'm grateful.  I didn't feel like getting out and picking up groceries like I HAD to do.  But, s'cool 'cause I have Moose Track ice cream, and managed to dig a massive chunk of fudge and reeses out of it (leaving me about half of the pint box left. Was a HUGE bit of cholate goodness).  I also have white cheddar Cheez-Its, buttery garlic Club crackers, and then stuff that actually counts as food.  Like TV dinners.  And bread.  And sliced chicken to go on the bread.  And bologna.  And some questionable PB&J that've lived in my cabinet since I moved here.  Actually... Not counting the ice cream (something I rarely buy, since I forget it's there and it gets all crystal-y and bad.) , the least healthy thing I bought was my crackers.... Unless bologna counts, since it's just the trash swept up off the floor of a meat factory.  Burn it a little bit in a skillet, and it's nummy trash swept up off the floor.

In music news... MCR's coming out with an album later this year/early next year.  It makes me happy.
Blaqk Audio also makes me happy.  I stumbled on it a few minutes ago (woo, Amazon recommendations.).  It just finished downloading.  T'was a good $8 spent on something I didn't need, though I'm fairly sure that if I didn't know it was Davey and Jade I wouldn't have known it was them, at first at least.  It would have clicked eventually, I think.  Or Josh would have been like "Hey, is that Davey?" and then I would have been like "....THAT'S why it sounds familiar."
It makes excellent cleaning music.  My livingroom is starting to look like a livingroom as opposed to a dump, and I barely remember cleaning.
Yeah~

I still have cleaning to do.
I dun wanna.
I also need to get motivated to going out to my car and fetching a blank disc (stole one from Josh, but it hasn't made it out of my cd case, yet.) so I can burn Cexcells before my computer decides to fuck me over.

Yar.