Fuck. Yes.

On a less important note: Jake Gyllenhaal is hanging out in my town. I already saw him twice. Whatevz.

How many of you believe its your own goddamned right to take your life if you feel compelled to?

I'm currently researching various topics involving mortality out of sheer curiosity. After reading what the almighty internet has to offer, I find myself even more disappointed by the sullied perception of death that has been presented to me.

I happened upon a collection of essays written by an elderly fellow with malignant cancer and Kavorkian ideals. He states, very politely...

She goes away for a week of frivolity with her neurotic boyfriend in Virginia Beach. Leaves the house in my care. Of course this happens to be the one week I was sickly and fatigued. Couldn't be arsed to go to school the first half of the week, missed the second half as well thanks to my mom not being able to explain the overly intricate workings of her fucking atomic alarm clock.

Naturally I fell behind in school, which has only exacerbated my already impoverished performance in class...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33402451...ity/?gt1=43001

I'm looking for it. Well not this one, specifically. The Vac-Man shown above is the original, what I'm looking for was a modern knock-off made by the same company....