  w00t. It's Friday. Again, my specs finally came undone. And so, once again, I'm more useless than a pair of tits on a nun. Except this time, I may be able to get it all fixed in the next week...may be heading up to Northlake "tomorrah" to see what can be done for the glasses that have come to define me over the last 1.2 years. Finally figured out what the crap l337 means. Unfortunately, I'm not. Yet. After this, though, I don't plan on speaking under the x0r suffix ever again. It's ghey as buttcrack. No time for the ghey concept known as Disclosure. Earlier, I saidx0r I'd postponed it, but now, my response is Stfu and go away. Which leaves me with Plan B. I'm something of a trendwhore when it comes to blogs, so...I'm going to playx0r my part.
To the point, I'm going to do one of those about-me things everyone else seems to have. And, sooner or later, I'll restart the lyrics blog I had. I remember one point in time (maybe two months ago) when I went on a lyric frenzy. The thing with people posting lyrics, I thinkx0r, is the idea that the lyrics say what that blogger cannot. 
