Must be that time of year?

I guess this is the stage of my blog career when I simply don't know what to say.

Things have been going awry here in the land of running yolk. The bastard king has stood up from his thrown, and cursed the maiden virgins fair. The Bishop has conceded, and the jester has broken his promise to the black queen.

Simply put, nothing makes sense any more.

It's Wednesday, I beleive, and there isn't much on the agenda. I have decided (or at least I've tried to decide) that things just aren't going to get to me anymore. I've had enough of worrying about the lamest crap this planet has to offer. So there you have it... MESS WITH ME TODAY FUCKERS!!!

*ahem*

Have a nice day