there's this new drug, it makes you happy.

It's an absolutely gorgeous day outside and I'm stuck in my office. In protest, I have been playing happy hardcore all day long. It is incredibly ineffective, since Angel called out today and there is no one to be bothered by said happy hardcore. This "Fuck Happy!" track is probably one of my absolute favourites, because it's got, like, two billion beats a minute and the only vocals are "fuck happy!" and "bullshitbullshitbullbullbullshit!"

Very intellectual, don't you know.
Well, I like it. So, screw you.
Tell it to the Cheat!



In all my life, I don't think I've ever received three bottles of MD 20/20 as a congratulations-your-mom-had-a-life-insurance-policy before.

Until yesterday. Banana red, orange jubliee, and that nasty-ass original grape flavour that I'm going to wind up pawning off on anyone who will take it.

Not only did I receive three bottles of Mad Dog as a congratulatory present, but they were given to me in a fancy gift bag.

A baby blue gift bag.

With tissue paper and everything!

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( I always knew there was something a little off with Bukyou. )