*stretches* My internet works again. Your all doomed! I mean, I'm back and stuff.
I've gotten used to the isolation and such though, kind of liked it. I actually got stuff done for once!
I've also learned quoting Zepplin whilst drunk can lead to a headache and being slapped. *nods* Apparently my old friend Misty was the only girl that didn't get offended by the line "Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man." Girl slapped me, her mother giggled and winked though. Interesting...hmm, maybe went after too young of a generation with that song?
Anyways, I didn't get into details of my 4th of July weekend. Well, this won't make much sense, but my big toe has healed from its run-in with the Cooler of Doom. It's not broken anymore, I think.

"You can do whatever you want to me."
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"