my dad's okay, and that's a big, big weight off my shoulders.
other than that, i'm still busy and stressed and a wee bit sad. but i'm not psycho-depressed darryl anymore...
...okay, maybe just a little. let's call it "psycho-sorta-depressed darryl."
other than that, i'm still busy and stressed and a wee bit sad. but i'm not psycho-depressed darryl anymore...
...okay, maybe just a little. let's call it "psycho-sorta-depressed darryl."
pihka:
...but if my sled was named "Fifty Tons of Black Terror" it would kinda suggest that the rider, that is me, would be the fifty tons whatever. And Im far too vain for that. Also, I dont know how terrible I seem- my pick is more like ridiculous or silly or "whatthefuck???!" 