mr. rogers got an asteroid named after him.

this afternoon i ate so much chinese food and slept so good afterwards that i've got a gut and a half waiting to be zapped off with some aerobic excercise, except i'm not running anymore, not track at least.

and doing crunches is out of the question!

i went to my cousin's first communion today, and i must say, there were a couple of qualifiable m.i.l.f.'s.

i feel so alive...

even after being in a car wreck, p.o.d. still sucks. and what the hell was kurt cobain's problem? such a downtrodden fellow!