on your mark...

back from duty. prolly will be doing alot more this month.

shudda been on the kooky C-130 tmr morning, if not for the wonderful antics of dem goldibars. as it is now, i'll be marooned in the little red dot while yy and gl scoot off to curryland. instead i'll be finding my way to some undetermined location, preppin myself to eat dust.

will be doin the century waddle tmr. didn't get to swipe ed's spikes, and it's been ages since i last seen mine. actually, even if i'd managed to get my shaking hands on a pair, i dun stand even a shred of chance. u need time to get accustomed to having a bed of nails under yr feet, and i haven't slipped into a pair of those for the better part of a decade. wat's more, ah fat wasn't even a sprinter to begin with.

definitely gonna get creamed. only variable is the magnitude of the malu-ness.

shit if im gonna get embarrassed, i'd betta get something back in return! they'd betta get a fleet of dem milo trucks waiting for me tmr, or else im gonna blow my top and... eat dust.

on your mark, get set, dust!