Yo yo, wussup. Been super biz-markie lately, and, uh, like, the clippers won last nite, and, um, they’re losing to the lakeshow right now, and well, other shit is going down, like, major league shit, like not in a baseball sense, but, well, no details available right now, but, well, you’ll be the first, ok, last, to know, well, prolly not last, more like 35th, or 37th, we’re still trying to get it through appropriations committee to see how it’s gonna be, um, appropriated. Yup.

ah now sitemeter is dead here as well

long live, um, ovaltine?

dumped sitemeter at ultra bout to do it here as well. Fuck em. It’s just too damn irritating and ignorant of my plethora advantageousness not to shaft them into the darkness of not knowing whut the fuck I’m doing.

Plus there’s always technorati

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The energy is karmaic in it’s antiquital antiquity and therefore get like 87 astromedallions value out of only say 72 or well about 72, in any event or disordinal cavity searching of balmic herbs on Saturday or Sunday or any day is just not only quite acceptable if not encouraged in many countries of the world, but in many not, it’s like, a marmalade on Tuesday and then seeing on Thursday that the jurk storr called, it will fuck with your mind, kid, don’t not quote me on that. don’t even attempt to wherewithal any ambiguities with or without Amelia airheart as your heart’s copilot. Seriously.

right in the middle of a bunch of ass crapsterpiece type shit that will come to fruition in about 83 astromedallions. shit, that's the other style, well, fuck, guess i only have one, and if you believe that, shit, mad swampland up for sale to you and any others ready to step, just kick start your motorbike and meet me at the four corners cafe, right up the road from that scarecrow with the ten gallon hat kickin it out by the cow patties and peppermint sticks.

chuuch.