It is nice.
So now I will tell you a little bit about what happened since my last post. You who are reading this. Let's not go back over that, because if you're not reading this then what's the point in my writing it? Exactly.
We have two dogs. Both are Australian Shephards, and look almost exactly the same. They're mostly black with a little white, one's a miniature (possibly a toy) and the other's normal. The miniature, for some inexplicable reason... was covered in so many gigantic ticks that she looked like somebody had rolled her around in a bunch of glue, and dropped her in a cement mixer, then tried vainly to towel her off. Guess who got the job of tearing them all off?
My hands are stained with blood.
On a happier note, today I am being paid SIX DOLLARS an hour by my grandfather for helping him put together a bunch of pipe to water his cotton, in the middle of the sweltering heat without a cap (because I hate hats and I am a stubborn bastard; ask anybody) and little water. So far I've made exactly $7.56, after working for about 1 hour, 5 minutes, but since I practically failed 8th Grade Math I wouldn't pay any heed to those figures. They're probably wrong.
So far I have read very few blogs. Actually, only two, one of them being Bears of War and the other being some shit about whatever. I was delirious with sleep, I don't remember much about the latter. If you are reading this and you have a blog... Don't fucking send it to me, I will shoot it out of the sky and bury it in my yard. With my open septic tank. And all the godforsaken little Disney animals that are currently rotting in that putrid and swampy bog of yummy human waste.
Since I'm feeling generous (it's that godamm Creative Forums again, godamm), I decided to add a picture of myself. In paint. Enjoy.
Oh yes. It is small. But it's REAL. I even left the prebuscent mustache and growing unibrow in there. Fear my ARTISTIC SKILLZ.
If you look closel, you'll notice that in my left eyebrow (it's on the right, moron) has a scar running through it.
That scar is unimportant, leave it alone.
It has no story.
It's just there.
Like you. :)
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