Now Why In The Hell...

Did this stankin' website give a 404 message when my cousin tried to view my blogger? She said she had to try again before my ultra sexy blogger would show. That is one damn time too many. That kinda half-assed shit is why people actually purchase domains. Which I would do, if I weren't so damn cheap. So I must contend with my tempermental P.M.S.'ing host Blogspot.com. Although with the P.M.S. I've been slapped upside the head with, I can kinda sympathize. Sometimes you just dont wanna act right.

By the way, I just got the strength to move about 20 minutes ago.

I had work to do, crap to read, goofing off to do. Could I complete any of it? No. Not until 20 minutes ago. Why? The mighty riverd.ancing midgets struck again, tapdancing their asses off on my uterus and back. I was in so much pain all I could do is sit (well, more accurately slide slowly off my chair) and crack-twitch. Tres unattractive, lemme tell you. But thank God I can move again. Well I guess I better get back to work, instead of contemplating colors for my next pedicure.

By the way, I want my damn sandwich.