Back In....Uh..... Black?
Once upon a time there was a boy ... I mean man... well, boy sounds better for my current purposes.... who got bored one night and started a live journal cus, well, frankly there wasn't really much else to do. It served it's purpose, but then the poor live journal was left by the wayside and forgotten locked away in a tale cut-off tower some people like to call the Internet. It remained there for a long time un-attended to, the boy having moved on to other things, not putting much thought into what he had left behind. Mainly because live journal was sort of high maintenance and the boy was lazy. Then one evening he played cards with some people he was urged to reconsider and was made to realize that maybe he shouldn't have moved on so quickly and forgotten. So crossing mountains, scorching deserts, ginormous tidal waves (which CAN actually be crossed, despite what many say)he made his way back to livejournal. But he died on the way there. The end.
Well, that turned out different than I had intended. WORST. FAIRY TALE. EVER. I kinda want those last few minutes of my life back, but you know.... I'm too lazy to highlight and backspace it.
Anyway, after the urging of Miles, Gin, and Shera, I've decided to pick up this live journal thing again, to what end.... who knows.
Card game last night was fun. I think Shera and I make the best Euchre team ever. We totally kicked Miles and Gin's asses. They'll tell you otherwise, but they are just jealous of our overwhelming superiority.
Oh, and thanks to Gin from saving me from Avril and delivering me to "Reason" by Hoboskank.
Well, that turned out different than I had intended. WORST. FAIRY TALE. EVER. I kinda want those last few minutes of my life back, but you know.... I'm too lazy to highlight and backspace it.
Anyway, after the urging of Miles, Gin, and Shera, I've decided to pick up this live journal thing again, to what end.... who knows.
Card game last night was fun. I think Shera and I make the best Euchre team ever. We totally kicked Miles and Gin's asses. They'll tell you otherwise, but they are just jealous of our overwhelming superiority.
Oh, and thanks to Gin from saving me from Avril and delivering me to "Reason" by Hoboskank.