Mission statement: To have an A-Grade strike team prepared to travel worldwide to avert impending demonic-natured doom ( Read more... )

Even though none of the questions covered what shoes one needs to fight effectively, I like this quiz result. Wooden stake plus big head-chopping blade. Only problem then is concealing it.
( Oh, mighty halberd )

You know that episode of the Simpsons where they're sitting on the roof waiting for the world to end (or whatever) and Homer starts twiddling his thumbs and singing "Doot-doo-doo-doo-doo" in imitation of all the other people in the town who don't know what's about to happen and don't have a plan?

I am those other people.

Also, kinda bored.

I just remembered I had this thing, so here's an update for everyone. Hi Watchers! Hi Mary! *waves* And *smooches* to Arden (I think - were we fighting? I can't keep track...) :-P

So what's been going on? Well, what hasn't really? Destroyed a mall, and not in a good way (I fought on the wrong side!) Killed some vamps, chatted to a Russian ( Read more... )

"From an alternate dimension" is what I keep telling people, but they don't believe me. And the robot monkeys? No idea.

And here I present the most horrifying site on the Internet.
Born to Run Hairdo
Whither doest thou wander, Dude?
Home to New Jersey.

Ever get the feeling that everyone's out to get you?

Oh, wait. They are! Help!

On a brighter note, I am considering going into business for myself. I figure I have all the necessary qualities: a marketable skillset; perseverance; financial backing (oh, Dad...); experience (OK it's a gay bookshop, but it totally counts!). All I need are some ( Read more... )

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