A place to babble endlessly about the mundane ongoings of my life the center of which are... hockey, dogs, and cake.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
My tickets are in my hot little hand. How can that Icelandic raven-haired god possibly be 45 years old. I might have to re-dye my hair for the occasion.
"Not long ago, but far away. A rainy witches day. -Type O Negative"
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