Strove to find a way to punch people in the face by using the Internet.


Sept. 9, 2003: Awaken at 3:30 a.m. to find blood pouring out of my face, a disconcerting experience hopefully brought on by the use of an inhaled steroid, prescribed for a sinus infection. And not by, you know, nose cancer or something. Likely it'll turn out to be some rare form of debilitating, untreatable, disfiguring and ultimately fatal nose cancer that has previously only affected people who have sex with dogs.

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