Freakin' Duh.

It may have come to your attention from Moo's blog that perhaps I'm not a very nice person. I mean, letting an entire floor of freshman violate my psychotic roommate's pillow with their noxious emissions and all. Well, I'd like to be able to say that "this was a long time ago" and that "I've really changed and grown up as a person" since then... but I think we all can smell the stink on that one at about 100 yards. So how did I get this way? A good question. I will offer this as the best answer currently available without a search warrant:



I had a normal childhood... I mean, for a flesh eating raver baby.




I grew up into a normal adulthood. Oops forgot to wear shoes and socks to work again. They'll have my hide for that. And let me tell you being skinned really gets my goat.



And I certainly haven't had any stressers in my life that would lead me to insanity. I mean we live in a rational world where people make decisions logically and do what comes naturally to them. It all makes sense, yes?



So I really have no excuses. I am this way due to the choices I have made. So don't cross me. Or I'll gather up my horde and make your pillow smell, how was it that he said... ah, yes.. "funny".