we wasn't s'posed to make it past 25, jokes on you we still alive

We Don't Care what people say, but I didn't make it past twenty five. It seems odd to me that I'm so angry about 15 posts on a blog. It's not like they are my best friends over there. Jonah and Nathan are the only ones on it that I really know. I was looking forward to meet Michael. Apparently, I'm just annoying.

I think I did well not cursing at him when he was explaining why he kicked me off.

Enough about that though. Tomorrow I'm going up to Kristin's grandmother's viewing. She had Alzheimers. I won my fantasy football championship. (it's unofficial but unless I really screwed up the scoring, I won) That's fun; it was a pacers digest league so that's even better. So I don't know what else is goin on this week but if you want to holler, you know how to get to me! (if you don't, then aim me at weirdmdh)

Well, I'm excited about the new year and the new blog and the new experiences.

Oh sure you can bite my head off without mating with me, I understand. You have ISSUES.