trumped...

I set me up an automated system. Should be able to scratch together a bundle by year's end. Or somewhat. That new lappie looks well within reach.

I'm constantly being foiled by absolutely obscene eating habits. Not one of my meals so far can account for being non-fat-inducing. Either shape up, or ship out. In other words, if I can't find one that fits in the category, I just skip it entirely. On a related note, it's SOOOO difficult to induce an eating disorder.

Strange how I end up being everybody's replacement boyfriend. It's not like I'm hawt or even funny, or even particularly sensitive or caring.

What's it feel like to finish an assignment The moment you hear about it (assuming that the moment you hear about it isn't the moment it's due)? Total absolute PWNAGE!!!

I have a cash fetish.