HTF.

As I stare listfully off into the distance, I can't help but wonder HTF it's only Thursday? And wonder HTF I'm going to get drunk tonight? And HTF I'm going to get to work tomorrow past all the 9/11 ceremonies. And HTF I'm gonna stop myself from drilling some conspiracy theorist (I'm looking at you, Charlie Sheen...Two and a Half Men ain't good enough to allow you to be so moronic, go to Scientology with the rest of the jiggy celebrities).

Honestly, KM. HTF can I do this for years to come? Can SOMEONE win the lottery and/or come up with a zillion dollar idea so me and Dilla can race yachts? is that too much to ask?

I officially call for movie script idea generation. HTF can we not get rich with this brain power/hilarity? HTF?

KM

I will be seeing Maria Sharipova tonight/getting so drnk. Will probably puke massive amounts of fritos and subsequently get her #. That is the plan anyway. WTF is everyone doing this week and why has it been so quiet?

Also, please hop up out of bed and turn your swag on in order to come prepared with a good Roundtable topic tomorrow. The future of the rounge/my life depends on it.