Michael Jackson is dead.

And Sam is away, so today is pretty terrible.

With my partner away, I'm going to try to write a few stories in his absence. Maybe I'll actually get somewhere.

Anyways, everyone is dying, you could be next. Watch out for snakes.


*DISCLAIMER*
I thought it would be amiss if I didn't say SOMETHING about Jackson. To be honest, it kinda sucks. On the other hand, it has no real affect on me. Maybe I'll download Thriller and cry. Most likely, I won't.

Today took years off my life.


EDIT:
Yeah, I know. Farrah Fawcett and Ed McMahon have parted from the mortal coil with our brother Michael.

Shitty week.