Helmet I am

Helmet, I am, and lost
amid ranks and ranks of such and such
frittering away my life
to dull and unimpassioned
wars.

Helmet, I am, thick skulled
and mute - discipling young brutes
to walk in the awkward ways
of me and mine.

Helmet, I am?
I do not know.
This helmet stretches farther
than a helmet ought to go.

Boh.
Bank.
Bouch.

O' Helmet, Where Art Thou?

Justin, we miss ye. How are ye? I hope ye're well.

Have a Merry Christmas...

in hell.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15717485/

ah... love

http://www.theonion.com/content/node/47492

This class really does suck

And by class, I mean myself.
Haven't seen you guys in awhile - how is everything?

I probably won't make it tomorrow, but maybe next Tuesday.
WoW - I'm a noob, huh...