Lots of News... Lots of Rage... Lots of Updates

Got a lot to talk about today. First of all, I looked at my hit counter and I said 'Holy shit'. See... I got hired as an internet reporter over at wrestling-edge.com. I report news, and after every news article I post, I get to plug whatever the fuck I want. I plugged this site after a post, and I got like 40 hits in 2 days. Pretty fucking decent if you ask me. All these other homo reporters on that site make me sick. When they plug something, they will make the link say something like 'Oh my god! Stephanie McMahon naked in the shower! Click HERE for pics!'. Meanwhile, when you click the link, it leads ya to their homosexual wrestling site that only reports the same fucking news that wrestling-edge reports. It's ridiculous. It really makes me sick. If you want people going to your site, honesty works much better. Ya know what the link to my site said? 'TheSick.Net - Unlimit Yourself. That's it. That's a foreign concept to these jack offs. I bet they said 'Holy shit, someone is not misleading the news hounds to goto their site?!' Whatever. Honestly you fucks. You make yourselves and myself bad when you do that lame shit.

In other news, I went to Orlando yesterday. Well actually the day before. Friday. My girlfriend Dalyce came home from New Jersey, and I picked her up from the airport. I'm glad she's back, I was missing her greatly. For those who can't read between the lines, this is my 'kiss her ass hardcore for not talking about her at all last week' paragraph. :P

I'm going to Disney World in Orlando on Thursday for a little family vacation. Woo. Disney fucking rocks. I don't care how old you are, it is still the shit. Remember the magic? Fuck yeah I do. I'll be gone Thursday and Friday, and I'll get home late Saturday night. I'm looking forward to it. I really need a getaway.

Oh by the way, I'm hoping for a brutal death of this new fucking assistant manager at the store I work at. Eugene. You motherfucking cocksucker. He's a fucking prick bitch. Constantly talking down to me like I'm some sort of mindless Winn-Dixie drone. Who the fuck does he think he is? I know this guys fucking type. He's a big fucking geek. I'm not talking computer geek, because they don't exist anymore. I mean a complete fucking geeky bastard. Magic The Gathering, Lord of The Rings, god knows what else. He's a fucking fag. Next time he commands me what to do, or talks down to me, I'm going to spit in his fucking face and stab him in the neck with my box cutter.

One more thing... Pics section is up. Go look at me, and all of my coolness. After looking at my pics section, you will promptly realize that I am the coolest person alive. Fuck the Fonz. I own him in the cool department, baby.