a bedtime story and free bibles

When I was about 12, I got up in the middle of the night feeling queasy. I walked out of my bedroom and and stumbled down the hall to the bathroom door. I stopped knowing full well I wouldn't make it to the toilet, but couldn't decide whether to throw up on the carpet in the hallway or the bathroom rug.

But before you go on to read the rest of the story (insert Paul Harvey's whistling /s/ here), be sure to check out the new renter over to your right- my left, I'm on the other side of the screen don't ya know? Free Grabber is a nice little joint full of links to satisfy all your freebie needs. From free Cliffnotes' style bibles (Come on, dude, the original version is way long ans BORING.) to Motzart chart-topping single downloads (Sweet!). Maybe the Free Grabber will be adding links for some more desirable items like iPods and those new fangled picture taking cellphones, but for now, we'll have to take condensed bibles and classical music. Hey, you get what you pay for.

In case you were wondering, I chose the carpet, thinking that Mom would be more upset if I did it on the rug since it was more of a shag texture and would probably hold on to nasty bits of upchuck. Still don't know what my reasoning was, but I think it had something to do with the half-assed logic that you wake up with when you're fucking nauseas.