Another Early Tuesday (After Another Sleepless Night)

-Once again, Blogger is pissing me right the fuck off. It hasn't allowed me to post pics in the past day (hence the boring layout of my blog recently), and I keep getting error messages up the wazoo. I got an e-mail from former Dean's Planet blogger Nosy Snoop the other day, and she told me the reason she doesn't write for us anymore is because she fucking hates Blogger. Right on, sista. I'm about at my wit's end at this point; and I'm not entirely sure they aren't fucking with me on purpose for talking shit about them...

Wait a minute... now pictures are suddenly uploading again. DAMN YOU, BLOGGER! QUIT WITH YOUR MIND GAMES ALREADY!!!


-Speaking of "talking shit," I did an experiment last week on MySpace. I sent out a shitload of friends requests to a number of celebs, from people as diverse as The Cowsills to Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. Not surprisingly, most of them approved me right away--probably not even bothering to check my profile first in most cases. But guess which two celebs DENIED me? Yep, none other than Jessica Simpson and Paris Hilton, the subjects of my infamous Young, Sexy and Stupid column I wrote quite a while back. (I still get e-mail on that column, believe it or not.) And again, it COULD be a coincidence that neither one of these ditzes approved me... but it's funny though, because they each have thousands upon thousands of "friends." Why deny me personally, unless they think I'm an asshole? I mean, Jessica approved the official Dean's Planet MySpace, yet she denied me. Hmmmm... Sometimes I wonder just how many people out there are actually reading my mindless bullshit...

(Interesting postscript; Simpson recently deleted her MySpace account. Guess who else did? Debbie Gibson. That's right, I said "DEBBIE!!!")

-The Sea-Monkeys are starting to frighten me. You know, I've read plenty of information about these tiny swimming freaks, and everything that I've seen so far claims that they're gentle, passive creatures. I'm not so sure. I recently likened the situation in the mini tank as being like Friends, only with salty water and algea. Now I'm thinking it's more like Lord of the Flies. One Sea-Monkey just up and vanished... POOF! Just like that. I've found no telltale corpse floating near the bottom of the tank, either. I've also noticed Sea-Monkey babies swimming around in there from time to time, but for whatever reason they never make it to adulthood. Now, people will tell you that Sea-Monkeys eat ONLY algea and shit like that--but I don't care what they say, because I'm convinced these little fuckers are savagely killing and eating one another. Darwin's theory of natural selection is taking place in my very bedroom as we speak.

Who's next to bite it? Is it me???