Aright, god damnit. Quit the math crapola - I didn't even read the stuff and it hurts my fragile brain. ( that's a joke by the way Jeff. Just like me being Karla's boyfriend is a joke. )

and... uh... got home at 3:15... not really tired yet.
ah fuck it, I tried to think of something good to say but to hell with you people.

James... I can't cheer-fucking believe you cheer-bought that cheer-fucking movie. I should throw bar limes at you. urg.

yea.. okay..