you're the boy with the filthy laugh...

see, this title has nothing to do with nothing. i just like the song it comes from.

if you're one of those people who "needs context" then, i'm talking about you, with your filthy perv laugh.

see? that's why i didn't want the title to have anything to do with this post.

sadly, i didn't really have a point. i'm going insane in style, i'm breaking out like a madwoman, i have 9 pages of the evil paper left to write, i'm super PMSy, my dog keeps eating paint chips from the old wall so i worry about him getting lead poisoning a week before his birthday, i'm really having a hard time seeing the light at the end of the tunnel (ooh! dark end of the tunnel - has "flesh and blood" on it - good song!), and i love you all, but i don't have the patience to read your "it'll be okay support."

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

for those of you who think i complain too much, that's why you go to school - to have a reason to complain. and thpbllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll at you.