So, thanks to a handful of the bloggers I read, I have let myself into the Gunblogger Conspiracy chat. It's an interesting little corner of the internet.
Filled with fucking NUTCASES.
But it's great. Good way to waste... going on four hours now.
I've struck up a tentative friendship with Unix-Jedi.
I fainted when Breda logged in the first time.
Jay identified me and posted a link to my little blog. How sweet.
I want to cuddle with FarmGirl.
AHAB! SHUT THE FUCK UP! Seriously dude. Just. Stop. Talking.
And quit buying bad meth. Srsly.