Well 2008's about to be over, sweet. I'm tired of 2008. It sucked. Everyone should hate it with me. 2009, you had better be a better year, otherwise I'll kick your baby ass.


Now, onto my real reason for a journal. I bought some gray sweatpants. If anyone can guess what size they are, I'll like draw 'em a picture or something. Though, bare with me on the time and it'll be the first person that guesses the size, not every person. Crytus and Neon aren't included, as they knew already. Sorry fellows.