Life Choices and Other Lies I Tell for Fun
This morning I woke up with a slight head cold and an irresistable urge to tinker with Dyvers. I mean, the site is more popular than it's ever been so why not fuck everything up by changing it?
Good idea? Good idea.
So no more jokes on the site. I'm going to be super fucking serious at all times quoting Tolstoy and Sartre at inappropriate moments and the pretending like doing so totally ended the argument. Then when you try to argue with you "facts" I'm going to claim that you don't get me - JUST LIKE MY DAD! - in all caps or that you're a god-damned bigot.
Hard to say at this point as my son has just taken off his pants and is chasing the dog about the house trying to put them on her head. I should, I should probably go.