I had a weird dream last night. It was Halloween, but instead of candy, I was handing out MxPx condoms....
I cannot tell you how much I despise intentional spelling errors. I didn't know how to correctly spell "beetle" until later than it should've been, and it still looks weird that way. People think it's spelled "donut." Now with all these rappers like ludacris and outkast, I'm seriously afraid for future generations...and mine, too. The online world doesn't help much either, with its shorthand and its fad of adding "z" to everything. Luckily, most of my friends don't do that very much, if at all.
Sure, there's a few things I'd miss, but I need to get out of this fucking hellhole also known as new mexico.
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Our fax machine and internet share a phone line. That usually isn't a problem, since we hardly ever get or receive faxes, but, right now, we're expecting a fax from some european country, so I have to be off during their business hours, approx 10pm - noon. The "until noon" part I can handle, since I'm either asleep or at school, but this "after 10" thing sucks. So in about 5 minutes, good night. :-P