Andy is pacing like a wild smelly beast threatening violence onto every innocent man/woman/dogs.
No cable equals kick to the nuts.
No Internet equals END OF THE WORLD!
I called the keepers of our sanity and they have no sympathy for my plight. They have "promised" to send someone over by SATURDAY afternoon. This mean we will have to entertain ourselves and I shudder at what Andy might have in mind!
I will not play Magic the Gathering or that other one with Dungeons and some Dragons. No way Jose. Not this cool chick!
Anyway, if you're e-mailing me and I'm not responding, this is why.
If you're not e-mailing me, whatcha waiting for?
I hope when I come back I don't have to pull out my belt and whip some people that have been misbehaving.
I'm like a potato, I have EYES everywhere. And also the shape.
Hasta la pasta!
I thank myself for buying myself Scarlett. Myself.