Went to bury my cat yesterday. Tripped, Fell and hit my head on a log and cut my hand. Woke up this morning expecting to hear her meowing before remembering she was gone. I'm ready for this weekend to be over.
About ooktarone of us since 12:17 PM on 04.18.2013
Somewhere in the backwoods of California, in a cabin with 3 cats (Rip Fuzzy Butt and Boo Boo) and little contact with the outside world. Locked away with nothing but a PC, a guitar, and an near limitless supply of spam. A small yet courageous man works day and night in order to make sense of humanity's greatest secrets. Using his abilities as a skilled video games player, amateur musician, and wannabe film connoisseur, he manages to keep himself busy with his work of saving the world through his studies of Heavy Metal, Silly Pop Culture, and Raccoons.