5-02-05

Quote of the day:
"If one truly has lost hope, one would not be on hand to say so." Eric Bentley

Meal of the day:
Macaroni & cheese

Color of the day:
Green

Milk of the day:
Goat

Cartoon of the day:
Family guy (it's fucking back baby!)

Movie of the day:
Mallrats

Drink of the day:
Paint thinner

Game of the day:
Russian Roulette

Number of the day:
V

Letter of the day:
V

TV show of the day:
V

Album of the day:
American 3: Solitary Man - Johnny Cash

Song of the day:
Solitary Man - Neil Diamond

Word of the day:
smeg·maPronunciation: 'smeg-m&Function: nounEtymology: New Latin, from Latin, detergent, soap, from Greek smEgma, from smEchein to wash off, cleanDate: circa 1819: the secretion of a sebaceous gland; specifically : the cheesy sebaceous matter that collects between the glans penis and the foreskin or around the clitoris and labia minora

Weapon of the day:
AK-47

Fruit of the day:
Pear

Vegetable of the day:
Terri Schiavo

Thank you of the day:
Thanks to Ryan for doing the Quote/Thought of the day last month on the 14th

Thought of the day:
There's a line in the song Suite: Judy Blues Eyes that keeps going thru my head, "It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore...I am sorry." I'm not sure what to do, but then that seems to be my life. I've been living breathing misery lately and it feels like I'm only attracting more everyday. I've even considered stopping the thought of the day part of this for a while due to it. People tell me I need to smoke pot, my brother tells me I need a blow job. Johnnie Walker tells me I need to drink more. Honestly I think I don't want to be happy right now. So sorry if I'm no fun.