Hey, I really resent being referred to as "The Culprit". Unless we want to make that some kind of complimentary, permanent nickname. BUt then, of course, I'll have to make my life a whole lot more interesting. "The Culprit" shouldn't fall asleep on the couch every night watching bad television. On that note, I'm starting to think I've got some kind of chronic fatigue syndrome. I don't want to fall asleep on the couch. I Very often doze off in the middle of trying to speak. I can't wake up, even when prodded constantly. I'm obviously dying. Or, I teach for a living and those little demons have a whole lot more energy than I do.
The feminism thing has been beaten to death. I think girls are neat. Yippee.
Yeah, I think Sean's avoiding us. I think he's run off with one of those beautiful foriegn women he's always raving about and doesn't want an available trail back to his humble beginnings. (You hear us, Tupa? We're all incredibly bitter. I made you a fucking birthday card and have decided not to send it. Will only deliver in person.)
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