Ef You, 13

Well well well.....here we are again. Usually I lay in bed cowering in fear about Friday the 13th. Do not like it, do not taunt it, do not wish to court any more disaster than usual. Normally if I was typing this I'd be looking over my head for planes to land on top of me. Not today; not the new 2007 Xmastime. I laugh at you, openly taunt you with contempt. I've already worked out, played 3 sets of tennis, drunk a 24oz. french vanilla coffee and started my laundry. So if some fucking superstition thinks it's gonna hit me this year, I say fuck y**^%&%$%^#^#%@$ NGTT%%%%%%%%^%*))))__ IK(%((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((