April 18, 2004

I just got in the biggest fist-fight you've ever seen. If you were there, that is. Otherwise, you probably didn't see it. Unless it was being broadcast across the internet. Like me. At this very instance I am being broadcast over the internet like some broken record reaching it's ultimate destination: the internet. I am everything. I am the internet. The internet is everything. Therefore I am, I think. I think, therefore I am.

Enough of that babelfish babbling. This is probably one of the most important posts I have ever made in my journal regarding my current health. My current health is great. You know what they say: "At least I still have my health!" Am I right or am I right?

This is a fucking stupid journal entry, I am not making any sense. I was Kill Bill vol. 2 on Friday. I mean I saw Kill Bill vol. 2 on Friday. I am listening to Killswitch Engage right now. The new cd is pretty good. I am pretty good. Actually I am pretty great. My health is pretty great. I am everything. My roommate just shrunk.