whats up with you? not that i care terribly much but theres certainly not much happening around here thats for sure. I have had a very predictable evening. im not complaining, oh gods no - because tonight i have a desire to be alone with my readings. church and everyone there be damned (figuratively speaking). Boobly-boo. Currently i am engaged in several interesting fictions - The Call of Cthulhu by H.P Lovecraft, We by Yevgeny Zamyatin and 1984 by George Orwell. We and 1984 i have read previously, but one does not fully understand nor appreciate a text when one is reading in the hopes of pillaging useful essay materials. So anyway... where was i? oh yes... so here we are - or here i am at least (you can take a running jump) and here i shall stay - with my stories, for the remainder of the weekend. Aah the old country Jim. The songs, they'd melt your face...