Who has time to be funny?

What's up y'all, time for another post. You know, it's really hard to be hilarious all the time. What with the not getting enough sleep, not eating my vegetables, and my soul fading little by little under the flourescent lights in my office, it's amazing I can type anything coherent. So I hope everyone else is having a good week, because mine gets more boring and more tiring day by day.


I have some pictures for everyone, but blogger won't publish them correctly. They come from a creepy church in a town called Kutna Hora. I can't figure out why they're creepy, it's just that all the professional models I hang out with told me they are. Basic recepie: two parts cemetary on prime builing site, one part no place to put the bodies three parts insane monk and one million parts human remains. Bake on very low heat for three hundred years and in no time at all, you'll have your very own creepy historical monument. In case you're wondering, all the bones are from real human skeletons.

There may or may not be a big party at the flat this Friday. Maybe if you're good I'll have some rejection stories for you. I almost promise. And maybe I'll figure out how to get the pictures up...maybe.

Later,

Jeremy

I couldn't agre more, but why do Czechs still listen to so much bad techno?