Suave.

There's an old saying that goes something like: We make plans, and god laughs. This seems fitting for tonight, for the Suave mofos are unable to make it, to tonight's festivities. This means of course, that not only is my weekend now officially shot, but also that our hopes of making it into the playoffs go down the tube. But lets face it, there wasn't much chance of that happening now was there? Perhaps this is all for the best, I should probably go do some more reading anyway; but maybe I'll instead just go and drown my sorrows in the Suavest way possible...Whatever that may be.

Current Comic: Y the last man: safeword-by vaughan
Current Music: Queen-we are the champions