My brain is buzzing from my Critical Commentary... so, decided i needed a short break from the theatrical stuff. I have about another 6 hours to finish this baby.

OH! Have i mentioned? My toilet has no light, and no one at home can fix the bulb but daddy. But daddy is conveniently out of town so we have no light. So, we are now using this torch that's meant for camping in the bathroom. It's totally spooky but entirely cool.

Seriously, it takes showering to a new high! :D

Hm, my neck won't stop the throbbing, and neither will my head.
Most definitely not a good sign..

Maybe I have a brain tumor? :O
That would probably force me to inject some purpose into life ey?
GAH! I'm turning into my sister.

Vicky baby, I'm starting to really understand your 'fetish for death'.
Whoo, loo first, then back to CC.

See you buggers. <3
xxxx kim