I am an assasin.

I decided today that is what I want to do with my life. So you better watch out Karen!

Stress Free

The nice thing about no one reading this is that I don't feel obliged to update it regularly. Infact I really only write on here when bored like now. It's actually amazingly relaxing. I've decided I like Rambo. He kills lots of people. I want to be like that.

Hahahahahahahahaha.

I'm fairly certain I'm insane. On the other hand if I think I'm insane I can't really be insane right? Right? Who I'm I asking these questions to? I guess myself. Yeah I'm probably insane then. Talking to myself in public. Which this is technicaly is. I guess. Although no is reading this. Or ever will. Or if by some chance you are reading this go away. I hate your guts. Fag. Yeah Bill I'm talking to you. Just leave. Anyway the definition of insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results. Yep I'm definitely insane. Anyone got cookies?

New Blog!

Mmmmm I love the smell of a brand new blog! And this time I am going to be smart and not include my email address. A good thing, because people were always emailing me death threats and the like, always whining about me saying I hate them and they and the rest of their race should go burn their eyes out with acid. Anyway the moral of the story is people who email me have a weird habit of dissappearing. As in I keep them in a cage in my basement. They are good fun actually, throw a couple of breadcrumbs and things get violent. If anyone decides to tell me that is a humanitarian violation can kiss my A

Also!

I just want to emphisize the fact that I hate all of you. I was also raised by racoons. I type with my snout. How do you feel about that!?

No readers!

I completely and fully don't expect anyone to actually ever read this, much less ever care. On the other hand screw you! I don't need your sass.