I'm only on page 54 and I can tell that assball's review of Genius (in hipsterbookclub) is WAY off base. I wonder if he only likes books written by poor dinklebergs who have to steal pizza?

Transitioning back to poo: imagine if you will, a piece of paper folded to look like a sail, attatched to a pencil and then stuck into a turn four inches in diameter and a half a foot long. This, I saw in a high school bathroom. Yeah.

My computer was fried by lightning while I was away. WTF is wrong with me?! What do the gods want? Apparently, they want me to stay in Madison and stop looking at porn :P