Because I am, as usual, sleep deprived, I will summarize my last few weeks for you. This enables you, the reader, to know whats up with me without all the boring details, and it allows me, the writer, to avoid having to think up all the boring details and put them in order.

Cars hate me, especially the expensive mechanical bits of them.

Money is an ever elusive object to me, like farts in a hot tub. There and gone in an instant.

Stripers are nice, but they all look like they are hooked on coke. Probably because they are.

Scooping ice crem is much better than kissing ass in french.

I love my girlfriend, a whole fucking lot.

I think thats it, so thats it.