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Beware the Mac Side...
November 13, 2001
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Do I smell or something? Because yeah...no linkage yet. I've been begging, I've been pleading, and goddammit people, I am not afraid to grovel. Don't make me break out my mizad groveling skillz for hits yo.
No, really, don't make me. It kinda gives me a rash.
So, as I glean (and I bet you didn't know I could glean stuff, ah, did you?) from my esteemed friend Doc's statement, you're all flat-out amazed at the volume of schtuff that I bring to you for buying, courtesy of beloved Cafepress. Surprising? Yes and no. We may not have a ton of content on the site yet (strip-wise), but trust me, there will be. It's with that whole updating without fail business, and whatnot. And of course, you don't have to buy stuff from my stores, but hell, why not get a festive "W00T" teddy-bear for your sweetie-pumpkin? Or hell, for yourself. I'm not picky about who gets my little W00T bears.
Heh-heh...I said "W00T bear".
I have The Cold That Came From Satan's Ass right now [which she also gave to web guy Josiah - inset by web guy Josiah], which thankfully seems to be gradually releasing me from it's clinging, oh-so-spiny grip of coughs and sniffles and general nastiness, aided in part by my repeated use of Vicks Choloroseptic Crack Drops - I mean cough drops (but once you pop one, fuck if you can stop taking them until that cold is fucking history).
I may have papers that are starting to get due, but goddammit, Moby Dick is no more. I finished it not fifteen minutes ago. Take that, you fucking white whale you. I have vanquished you like Blue vanquishes meat-bots in Perfect Dark.
Which is to say, messily, and with extreme prejudice.
Zabadoo. I've got to run, but peace out peoples. Stay in the clear, and healthy, and everything.
Over and out,
Annie "Blue" VM
Finally
Someone let me out of my cage
- Gorillaz
"Clint Eastwood"
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