Which scares me more, dying of bird flu or of having Uncle Sam sell all of my belongings because he has to pay the collection agency before they break his thumbs? That is the question of the hour. I suppose I am kind of torn on the whole Isreal issue. I mean I feel bad for them, but being an athiest I don't care where they live.
I guess in a way I am kind of nervous about this comic, but in a sad, paranoid, they're going to take me away in the middle of the night kind of way. I suppose I should just take my meds, or get some then take them, or beat off and go to sleep.
And on a final note, GO BROWNS! GO PANTHERS!
