Well, I shall be out of touch for awhile, oh rabid admirers, for the banshee call of my overlord beckons. No, I don't mean my schlong, although that's a pretty good guess. It's my job, the thing that has dominated my life over the past month, and shall no doubt continue to do so for the rest of my natural life.
On Thursday, I'm off to Cleveland for the weekend and then I'm in Sharon PA for most of next week. I seriously wish some chicks were on the trip, but instead it's just me and a bunch of smelly guys reeking of the fetid stench of testosterone. English is just such an inadequate language to convey my limitless joy at the prospect of being cooped up in a motel room with four other guys for over a week.
I'm being sarcastic.
Thank God I've got work to get me out of there for 12 hours a day.
In other news, I've decided that I was made for the Internet. I get tons of unsolicited chat requests on ICQ, based solely on my sort of witty comment that appear in the window. They're mostly chicks, too. It's amazing how many babes fall in love with me when they're not blinded by my stunning physique. At least I can control the flow of coolness through the Internet, carefully gauging how much of my otherworldy intellect they can handle at one time. Yep, I'm a virtual stud.
I'm so pathetic.
Well, I'll be back next weekend. Expect a new stunning update.