Terrorists.

You’re gonna go far. Assuming your a girl, the next thing you should do is post some cleavage shots.

Last person you tried that on posted some cleavage shots, alright
 of bacteria!

My desktop PC died this morning (my primary gaming device besides a Wii I don’t use very often) and I’m not sure if I want to get a new gaming PC or if I should just keep using this old-school notebook computer I own (which is capable of playing sprite based games like Fallout 1 and 2 and Age of Wonders 2: Shadowmagic) and just make the leap to a gaming console like the 360.

I’m trying to use this as an excuse to upgrade either way instead of just buying and installing a new power supply or motherboard (which is probably the root of my problem PC).

Has kerzain been neutered? There is nothing in that post that anyone could be offended by, except for the sly insult to Wii owners. Bring back the thunder and lightning, man!

It’ hard to express myself on this tiny fucking notebook keyboard. I don’t know how all the Apple/iMac assholes do it.

That’s something like forty-nine posts away, man.

I for one welcome more Canadian ladies. Some of my best friends over the years have been Canadiennes (if I may).

When I type “comic” my ipad tries to tell me I really wanted to say “vomit”. Wtf.

I like the word vicarious. It seems ironic that it gets substituted for less interesting words.

I have now completely finished my degree. All exams are done, all essays handed in. Bar repeats in the event of a failed module, I’m done. What follows is a brief interlude of heavy drinking, followed by three or four weeks of worry over whether I pass or not. My random thought is that while I know there is a term for the period between the time results are released and one has passed, and actually having the degree conferred upon you, during which time you are a “Graduand.” Does this term apply when I have not yet heard the results, and if not, is there another term for it?

sleep deprivation is one of the best highs available. enjoy.

I’m already planning my escape from the nursing home. The world can kiss my ass if it thinks I’m dying in one of those. No way, no how.

Attending Harvard commencement. 30,000 tickets, 12,000 seats. So much fun.

I had forgotten how ridiculous Tom’s facial hair was in the episode of Newsradio he guested on.

They have tiny effeminate hands.

One can only have so many orgasms in one day before one is totally spent. Ah, curse thee, age!

I was at Costco yesterday, and they have the complete series of NewsRadio on sale for $19.99. Would’ve grabbed it, but I got it from Amazon for about that price a few months ago.

I miss Phil Hartman