One of those ridiculously obvious slip of the hand. Haven't really been around much for it to be recent. Used to be a weekly occurance. Such is the awesome standard of my life.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find myself a good bottle of whiskey and then proceed to drown myself in it. You're suppose to be big and scary, right? You're welcome to come and glare at people if you'd like. If not ... well, tell your dad he's a git.