I'm busy adding all the Cable & Deadpool comics to my Half.com wishlist, trying to figure out which part of foot itches exactly, and craving soup-in-a-can. Also, Bobby bought me an awesome book called DOPE. I obsessed over it at the bookstore, but because I'm currently having to choose daily between eating and buying cigarettes due to being out of work while sick, I let it go. Sooo there it is waiting for me in the car when I get picked up from work. Huzzah clearance books, they're the reason I'll never need a fucking cat for company.

Seriously, soup-in-a-can. John, this is sorta like my desire for cheese fries at midnight that time. I have the eating patterns of bein knocked up.

We should put Godsgirls on American Gladiators. Who would win? Make THAT a fuckin poll contest, Farhaad.