Hey Man Nice Shot

Before I get started on today's indulgence into the mysteries of my life, I'd like to give a shout out to SUPERWOMAN. Hey! Wassup?! I see you've gotten around to harassing my friends through anonymous insults in their guestbooks. Cool! And you're from Kent, too? Gee, you're ranking pretty high in my book, and I can say the same for Amanda. Maybe one of these days you can go Up The Smoke (London for those of you who refer to it by it's real name) and get a couple more Manics bios at Our Price. Or better yet, there's one I know of for sure in Tonbridge, so check that one out.

Essentially my dear, shut your face and stop harassing my friends. If you've got an issue with me, just come out and say it. And she doesn't look like kd lang.

Well, I'm getting settled into the house in Whitesboro in one piece. It's such a shift to go from life in a town of 30,000 + people to a town of 6,000. But I'm very observant and have a good sense of humor so the whole place seems like a constant source of entertainment for me.

So life in a small town isn't so bad. The house is still kind of spooky, but I'm learning to deal with it. I hope to see Sam tonight when I get home from work, or at least Snake Boys. Ain't that America, somethin' to see baby?