Y'know, hand trauma is something I understand all too well. Not too happy about what happened to my little "champion" this week, but he'll get over it. And hell, he even gets his own hands put back on so he's ahead of the game ( Read more... )

REALLY sick of apples.
Gone to a strip club.

Bet they don't play U2 on the soundsystem either.

Christmas was never a big deal when I was growing up. Lucky if we had anything, much less a whole mess of presents ( Read more... )

Getting kind of restless, cooped up in this room all the time.

I know going out's not the best plan, but still.

Still haven't even gotten out to get a haircut. Been in this apartment way too long.

Not that I'm complaining about the company, mind. Could definitely be in a worse spot.

But a man does get sick of apples...

- Not working for Wolfram & Hart

- Runes. All about the runes.

- Mountain Dew. Gotta buy myself some stock in Pepsi. Figure I owe'em.

- Hot Partner-In-Crime

-...but not my Hand

1. Get haircut. Really getting dangerously close to a mullet there.

Huh, guess that's really all I've got on the list right now.

Spent the whole of today hiding out from Turner and nursing a hangover. And snickering.

So yeah, Turner got trapped in an elevator with Hellbitch Lite and Abrams and I had a little fun with. A little fun and a lot of beer. What's the harm in that ( Read more... )

Ok, so I didn't update for a month. Not like anyone knew the difference ( Read more... )

So there just hasn't been much worth saying lately, I guess. Looked at the calendar on this thing and saw I hadn't written anything for two weeks.

Sure, SoulBoy seems to have got himself a pet ghost but that's not exactly earthshattering news around here ( Read more... )

There've been times in my life I wished I were dead. More of them than I'd really care to admit. Been times I wanted to disappear and have the world forget I existed. Been times I wanted the rest of the world just to disappear ( Read more... )