[This title doesn't hold much signifigance.] Anyway, I ate some cheap brand of ice cream when I woke up today and it was very good. It tasted like an ice cream sandwich. In non-sandwich form. I saw an advertisement for a Salem's Lot remake mini series type thing airing in the near future lastnight on TNT [I think]. So people might want to check that out if you were a fan of the old movies. That guy that made Signs, The Sixth Sense, some other movie, and has a movie coming out soon will have some type of documentery that "we were never meant to see" airing on Sci Fi sometime too. It will probably be similar to Blair Witch Project, but I'll watch anyway. Finally, the fetus called Deformity developing in my brain has been feeding from the unbiblical cord [Yes, I DO mean unbiblical] and is ready for deliverance, not to be delivered but to deliver a(nother) piece of work. It will be my first real short story and will be VERY sexual and VERY violent. I'm not sure if I will post it in an entry or if I will give a link to it; either way it will be made available for your viewing (dis)pleasure. I will start writing it today, most likely.