Forced to Call Upon The Breath of Updating...

Bless my rage and tear forth...
Oops, sorry. Wrong incantation.

Oh, it is the first of may...oh it is the first of may!
Remember, lords and ladies, to OH MY GOD IT'S A DEMONRUNOUCHTHEPAINOHHELPME*CRUNCH*CRUNCH*CRUNCH*

I met Carmen Sandiego today. She needs a new hat.

The knee is doing better, now it just looks like I got hit with a rusty hand-axe. Without the disease part.

My productivity levels have fallen again due to the end of term work catching up to me in the form of a massive final project for computer science and two 10+ page papers about peasant economies. Blaaaarg.

Hopefully this weekend I will post something worthwhile, but chances are still suspiciously low.^
A major problem with putting things up here is the type of file types allowed. It is vaery annoying. If I was better with HTML I would mess with the code and put links to different things, but I sort of forgot how to do that.

Tuxedos are too expensive. Feck them. And feck their communist dog damned-greasy handsed-castrated-pencilnosed grandparents. I'm going to the prom in a swimsuit.*

*Not really.
^I Might actually put up some powerpoints I made that will be very enjoyabible. Yes. They enjoy bibles. Feck off.