104 days until I get married... my girlfriend is hott, and I am the luckiest man in the world!

I got engaged.

Whew!

What a strange few months it has been.  I was kidnapped last April and stuffed into a wooden box.  The box was made out of solid poplar, and it took me seven months to gnaw through it.  I can't beleive I didn't starve, but whoever kidnapped me rigged a shute in the ceiling that he poured soup down.  Can anybody tell me what has been going on in my life for the last seven months?  When I came back to my room in Redwood, I found a robot that looked just like me... except he was about a quarter inch taller than me.  I was able to cut his battery out with an ink pen.  He didn't like that too well... he retaliated by twisting my nipples... something he learned from the girl he started dating while he was pretending to be me.  But I climbed up on the bed to seek a moment of cover and then jumped him.  I shoved my finger up his nose which started to bleed acid that ate off his face, revealing his metal jaw.  This was when I realized it was a robot, so I took the power cable out of my computer and shoved it up his butt, causing his main battery to short out.  This left nothing but an emergency battery.  When his battery shorted out, the door on his chest popped open and which made it possible for me to grab his battery pack.  I was able to remove both his batteries and throw him in the dumpster.

Although I read today that a local garbage man was murdered in the night last night...

Okay, none of that is true, I have just been preoccupied with school and my girlfriend.  Sorry if you feel neglected, but both of those are of higher priority than Xanga.

Shhh!  Don't tell Kelly, but I kinda want to marry her.

Okay folks... later.