i am a tool

i should point out that it has now been 1.5 hours and i'm still screwing around with this freaking blog. why, you ask? it's just that exciting in the ol' hotel room. of course i had lots of other entertainment in the form of Dirty Jobs on the television. i wasn't paying too much attention until the guy started assaulting horses in efforts to further their reproduction much to the delight of rich white folks who like spending wads of loot on such things. bastards, all of 'em. can't say i ever understood horse people. they're pretty crazy, i think you'd agree - unless you're one of 'em of course, and then you'll write nasty things to me. oh you won't? that's right, no one will ever read this thing. hahaha... even on the internet, no one knows how truly boring we each are. it's off to bed as i've much work to do tomorrow. alas, i'm not here on vacation. bah.