I'm gone, like Frank Sinatra, like Elvis and his mom, like Al Pachino's cash...

There's only one person I will miss. That's a bit sad, actually.

Is there such a thing as chronic ennui? If not, there is now. I've diagnosed myself with it ( Read more... )

Ahoy there ( Read more... )

Erm ( Read more... )

The drama needs to stop. Now.

I am happy today for an entirely pathetic reason. Incredibly pathetic. Many of you would call it dull, but hey, if it has to do with me, it's probably dull ( Read more... )

Hmmm ( Read more... )

Oh Dear Goddess! I something is seriously wrong with Remus! Er, I'm not sure what, but I think it may be fatal ( Read more... )

This is the most fucked up piece of kneazle shit ever dug up from the dregs of this universe ( Read more... )

My Goddess! I forgot what happens when cheese and alcohol have a cat fight in my stomach... When I said that I wished someone would spike the punch, I didn't mean for them to replace the entire fuckin' thing with booze ( Read more... )