Sunday, May 14, 2006

40 cubits X 40 cubits

Well, apparently I didn't get the call from the almighty to do the building. So, whoever is in charge of building the ark, do me a favor... when you're collecting two of every animal, what say you forget about the fucking raccoons, OK?

I've reached the point where the sound of the rain is about to push me over the edge. I shouldn't complain, as we're not getting the flooding that the North Shore is. But seriously, I can't take much more. I'm losing it, man.

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