I just needed you to pick me up...

Okay, so I have seven minutes to cram ....make that six.... all this shit in here. Ready?

LFG was yesterday: 250
(sorry about not updating, not that you're paying attention. Btw, Bill, if you're still alive out there, I miss you. Come back.)
Cyanide and Happiness: 1649
(This is probably just something you should RSS, because I'm a lazy bitch. Also stupid, according to my ex, but long story there.)

What are your plans this weekend?

Tonight I'm going out with my friend with benefits, Jake, and his friends. Jake is the reason I'm recently single. But it's okay. He's all I've got left in this town.
Saturday, school shit. fml.
Sunday, church. death.

All right, so, I think that's about it.

Oh, wait, Rob's not doing Raisin' Cain comics anymore, the loss of Chris kind of ruined everything, so the whole thing is just down the shitter now.


I just needed you to pick me up,
Like you did when we were younger:
When the lightning and the thunder
had me clinging to your heart.
For someone to pick me up
when I'm down,
when I'm forgotten...