OK, so my hiatus from CherryTAP was somewhat short-lived - only lasted a month. Then I got back and remembered why I didn't really want to be here...
Anyway... After some semblance of bullshit happened tonight, I thought to myself (three or four beers afterwards) what my obituary would look like.
I came up with the following:
Scott M. Archer
April 5, 1975 - May 6, 2007
Father of none, uncle of 10, brother of four. Accomplishments: Being abusive without actually laying a hand on someone, putting his heart out there knowing full well it would be a target for people who have no hearts of their own, working to live and living to work. Last seen in a suburb of Dallas, Texas, drinking himself to oblivion. In lieu of flowers, donations should be made to every girl who broke his heart. They'll be glad to get the money. Services will be held in private - instead of burial or cremation, he will be interred in the trunk of his 1999 Oldsmobile Alero, which will be summarily rolled off of a cliff and into the Grand Canyon.
I think I'll have another beer.
