I'm licking a window

After 581379 years I finally went back to Legacy and had a riding lesson. And yes, I'm sore as hell, now be quiet. But it turns out that isn't the biggest tragedy. My dear Harry has apparently been returned to his owners without my knowledge, and Bullet got colic or something and they had to put him down (I'm not sure of the exact story). Yeah, I love you too world.

Oh, and it also appears that I cannot tell the difference between Gobbledigook and Hoppipolla. I'm so sorry Sigur Ros. Really, I am.

Ok, I'm done spamming my own blog. Be sure to come back soon, and be ready for some intensely interesting stuff, like my awesome spam mail, on this pitiful site right here, that probably gets less hits than some nerd's blog about his foot. Bye!

[currently listening to: Built in a Bottle - Goon Moon]