I forgot to write this oh so important detail of my life. I mean, it's been like two weeks now. I was fuggin' with my tongue stud and it just came out. 6 years that bastard has been pleasuring women, chipping teeth, something to toy with when I'm nervous...and now it's gone. I just looked at it and said...dude, yer 34 years old. It wouldn't be so bad if my hair wasn't getting thin in the front. There's really nothing worse for a guy than being self-conscious about your hair. Well...if I couldn't get it up, or of my cawk shriveled up like the wicked witch's legs...that'd be worse I guess. Here's to aging hipsters wearing hats! 