add the word dynamite to the list of words that i can never spell right on the first shot.

also, i know you've been waiting with baited breath for this, but my gama-go ebay shirt finally got here and i'm wearing it now and feeling all super-hot and crap oh yeah you know it.

also, i love how the acne always kicks into high gear when i'm kinda stressed out. love it. love it. more on the whys and hows and maybe the outcome of all this later.

and all kidding aside, i saw a guy on the corner today just yelling and gesticulating at cars. i think it was religious type stuff. i hope it was religious type stuff rather than, say, anti-racial epithets. but it got me wondering... what happens to a brain, what series of occurances happens, what day-old burrito does one have to eat to make one just stop on the street corner and start yelling at strangers driving by? i kind of wanted to go up to him and try and have a conversation on it. but the fear that i might be hacked to bits with a sharpened bible helped me keep walking down the street to my car instead.