Aug 17, 2005 21:56
There's this song called "Listen to your Heart (Furious F. EZ Radio Edit)" by D.H.T., that I heard on the radio at work. I recorded it onto an mp3 file and conferted it into a midi, so now it plays on my cell phone. Anyway, I was listening it over and over again when I got home. I'm not overly sentemental or whatever, but hearing that song at such a time of upheavle was reasuring in a way. It was almost like my brother was reaching out to me at long last. (Don't laugh, I know full well that this idea is a supermely stupid one.) Anyway, I think now when I see that snake, I won't kill him. Physically, at least. I can't promise more then that.
In other news, I've almost finshed a base pain-killer for Mr. Kurama, although I don't know if he still needs it. Another problem is I don't think he's human, and I don't have a blood sample so as far as I know his could be poison to his system. In that case his body will reject it and he'll get sick for a copple days or he'll die. Well, at least that's what I think will happen...
((I'm going to Otakon in Baltimore, MD, USA this weekend. It's going to be tons of fun, but I'm afriad I'll faint in my costume as it is not light and my heat tollerence is low at best. I guess I'll just have to pray for air conditioning! But hey! At least I'm not like my aunt who gets deathly ill in great heat.
Much love.))