--Lack of Sleep--

So we had a freakin barbeque with people. People I hardly knew. But, I'm now obsessed with this Dr. Pepper Red Fusion stuff. Anyway, I'm starting to make graphics again, I'm making alot of fancy layouts, and I would put html for them. But seriously, I can't be bothered by it. My eyes are like closing, and I don't have to go to work until 11 tomorrow. I just realized how lame my rants were. But that's only because I have lame stuff to rant about. I'm prolly going to end up ranting about politics after I register to vote, and the ACT's on Saturday. Work's starting to pick up we are getting about 500 more lunch orders, Heather and I spent our free hour at work wrapping dinner rolls. Scwebel's Dinner Rolls I think. Soda has caramel in it. I knew that actually. If you drink slowly enough you can taste it.

The truth is that if you slit my throat, with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for breathing on your shirt."

Anyway, it's getting really late. Maybe I'll upload this rant tonight, maybe not. We will have to see. I really, really, like NoFx's Franco Un-American. Couldn't of sung it better myself. Anyway. I hope ya'll sleep well tonight, I'm on a caffiene fix...Fx...fX..fiXXXXx. To pass Civics Freshman year I had to say all the presidents backwards....I still don't know them frontwards.

Because I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions, and this will be the lesson, you will get to drop my name.

I wanna move north and be a canadian, or hang below with the nice Auz-Stralians, I don't wanna be another I don't care-ican. What are we gunna do? Franco - Franco Un-American,
Megan "If I'm just bad news you're a liar." Harris