Monday, March 24, 2008

"Have the Rolling Stones killed."


Thanks, but my name's not Burnsie.

My good friends at the Phillip Morris Company sent me a coupon for a couple bucks off a pack of smokes, though, so there's that. Oh, and I get to have dinner here, which looks pretty nice. Yay me!

Update: My good meatspace buddy Andy had some kind words for me today, which were much appreciated.

I should also note that today was my parents' 35th anniversary. I'm the gift that not only keeps on giving, but also couldn't be exchanged.

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