I miss the good 'ol days, when on any given night of the week, I would be getting a call from any one of my friends and they would be wanting to go do something fun. I, being the unsocial toad I was, never wanted to. Fast forward to today, and I'm trying to call just about everyone I know to do something, but to no avail. It's like pulling teeth. Whatever.
I wouldn't be so annoyed if I had a decent computer to play some cool new games on, but I don't got that. Or, if I had enough money to my name, I'd just be plinking or sighting something in at the range every evening, but I sure as heck don't got that either. Alas, fate is not without a deep sense of irony.
I wouldn't be so annoyed if I had a decent computer to play some cool new games on, but I don't got that. Or, if I had enough money to my name, I'd just be plinking or sighting something in at the range every evening, but I sure as heck don't got that either. Alas, fate is not without a deep sense of irony.
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| Image blatantly stolen from Rob Allen |
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