I uh... wow. Two days and already something noteworthy to write about. Literally about four minutes ago, I uh...
My cat is dead. Like from a dog or something. Like... fucking shit. I'm frustrated more than sad, because it's my fucking fault I let him outside two hours ago, and now it's fucking dead. Shit, it's uh... it's fucked up. I feel sick, and now I probably won't be able to go to fucking sleep. Fucking fuckity fuck fuck fuck, all my fucking fault. I'm gonna look around where it happened, for like paw prints or some shit.
Also: I was originally going to post about beating the ARMA II campaign on Veteran, but that seems really fucking stupid now.
See ya- Cecilio