Thank you Mnementh and breezey for the furniture and the food. A little tightening of screws and shining and these tables aren't bad at all. 
After hearing that so many people weren't coming to Sake Night, I was so sad and decided to end all of my misery. I stacked our new living room tables on top of each other and decided I would jump from the top of the tower that I made. After climbing to the top of my tower, I hit my head on the ceiling... it was a nasty little bump, but there wasn't a noticable lump or anything. I could tell that my wife was concerned by the look on her face. She was so upset, all she could do was tell me that I should get down and don't do anything else stupid. Obviously, she was so scared and tense that she couldn't even squeeze out a tear. I looked into her eyes and told her that I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to tell her about my sad life in this cruel world, but then I realized she knows what it's like, she lives here too. So I offered her a hand up, we would be like a modern day Romeo and Juliet, young lovers dieing together because of a stupid, cruel world. She said "no, she wouldn't do a stupid thing like that." After she said "no", I told her I loved her and tried to jump off, but I hit my head again and this time... there was a lump. I realized that jumping wasn't going to work, so I kind of dropped off of it, to my death. There was a loud thump, it didn't hurt. Infact, it didn't work. It didn't do anything but make a loud thump. All I accomplished was that thump and a second noise compliant from the office. I'm such a failure. I think I'll lick a 9volt battery to electrocute myself.
I'll wait to see how tomorrow turns out. I'll tell you about it one last time, Sake Night 8PM, Friday night (tomorrow).
My tower for death:
After hearing that so many people weren't coming to Sake Night, I was so sad and decided to end all of my misery. I stacked our new living room tables on top of each other and decided I would jump from the top of the tower that I made. After climbing to the top of my tower, I hit my head on the ceiling... it was a nasty little bump, but there wasn't a noticable lump or anything. I could tell that my wife was concerned by the look on her face. She was so upset, all she could do was tell me that I should get down and don't do anything else stupid. Obviously, she was so scared and tense that she couldn't even squeeze out a tear. I looked into her eyes and told her that I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to tell her about my sad life in this cruel world, but then I realized she knows what it's like, she lives here too. So I offered her a hand up, we would be like a modern day Romeo and Juliet, young lovers dieing together because of a stupid, cruel world. She said "no, she wouldn't do a stupid thing like that." After she said "no", I told her I loved her and tried to jump off, but I hit my head again and this time... there was a lump. I realized that jumping wasn't going to work, so I kind of dropped off of it, to my death. There was a loud thump, it didn't hurt. Infact, it didn't work. It didn't do anything but make a loud thump. All I accomplished was that thump and a second noise compliant from the office. I'm such a failure. I think I'll lick a 9volt battery to electrocute myself.
I'll wait to see how tomorrow turns out. I'll tell you about it one last time, Sake Night 8PM, Friday night (tomorrow).
My tower for death:
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guitarsnglasses:
Be there soon enough, no guest though.
d_day:
Hey!