I don't have my computer back but I'm posting pictures anyway. Apeshit on posting pictures commencing.

My body does seem to be breaking down as we speak, but it just seems to be a rash of bad luck. Like having my computer guy calling me up and saying he'll be here, then not showing up twice in a row. I still haven't received my legion of Shirley pictures that I bought on ebay, someone might be feeling my wrath soon if I don't get them on Monday. School starts up on Tuesday. It's about fucking time. I'm sick of this damn summer, hopefully my body and my luck with machines will change for the better. I could always go on Maury for his show, "People who are growing balls in their wrists, Part II". My therapist said because that because of my bad experiences lately, I may have been reverting back to old habits since it's easier to say, "Well I'll wait to feel better when my computer is fixed, my Shirley pictures arrive in the mail and I'm not growing balls in my wrist". Hence, trying to derive satisfaction from games I have played 100 times. Even though I have evolved enough so that is not making me feel any better. Now I must be ok with not knowing. Its deep shit yo, but we can come up with our own website called, "Deepshit.com". We'll fill it with rich sayings and great knowledge. For instance, many Shirleyisms and Yodaisms come to mind. Ok, I have to sleep on the couch with my brother since he has his own problems. My house is like a mental hospital but you have some privacy with the above pictures to do certain things. Uh-huh huh huh...

P.S. I heard that a film Gillian just shot requires her to be nude. She is actually naked and not going to be cut from the final edit. I have been waiting for this moment since like damn....13 probably? I'm surprised I've been able to wait this long. The Turning doesn't count.