hurricane katrina was a zombie outbreak cover up.

i manage to remain awesomely amazing while being terribly lame. i am always right. i do not speak as proper as i type. i've just made this small update for no reason. i've sold my soul to the starbucks god, who i answer to for paychecks. i wear glasses and want lasik. i'll say i don't care when i do. i make jokes out of horrible things so i can feel better about them. my defences are always up. i make baked goods on occasion. i smoke cigarettes. most of the content on here is horribly outdated. but i am lazy so it will be a while befor it gets caught up. then things in real life will be different again. the internet is the last battle front i have against bordom, so it is a last resort. i am only here for the promise of millions of friends and a social life so busy i can hardly keep up. that last one was a lie. i am funny and harsh and kind and mean. i am a person of extremes. i am also a jerk. this is just a lot of stuff that you really don't need to know about me.