“Last night I saved an angel. I fixed her golden wings. She made me do things I’d never done before” -Nekromantix I want to save an angel. It’s been too long since I’ve have anything remotely resembling an angel in my life. That’s all I’ll go on about that. I saw Sky Captain and The World of Tomorrow and Spider Man 2 yesterday. More later.

~-=Quote Of The Day=-~ "What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?" --Logan Pearsall Smith (1865 - 1946)

~-=Addendum Biotch=-~

So I've got one of those neck-breaking migraines going on aboot now. Good times. I hate everything. Today sucks hairy, pimpled, dinosaur testicles. I'm finding that my comment clicker that says "it hurts" disturbs me more and more. I makes me feel like I'm supposed to be bleeding from some illusory wound in my heart that pains me everytime I breathe. Close enough. I need some motherfucking happicess in my life. It's a full moon coming up. I'm either feeling like shit because of it, or I'm going to have spanktaculous days. I'm not one to believe in lunar mysticism mumbo jumbo, but sometimes it helps to think things happen like this for a reason. Destiny and fate are nice things to ponder and hope. Predestination is a liberating and frightening thing that some people can't take. I myself don't like to think I can't control every aspect of my life, but sometimes I'd like to think there's a helping hang out there nudging me towards greatness and stupid happiness. A guy can dream can't he?