The Obscure

My stars, fascination in the key of Randy, aches in my skull and pains in my bones, a slab of meat that I have been digesting since the dawn of time, and in my torpor I see everything!

How y'all doing? I am doing the best that I have been doing since as long as I can remember doing anything. I feel like dancing, or flying, or starting a Jazz Troupe.
Or dare I say, Jazzerfly?

Mercedes Lackey has written some of the best books I have ever read, and I've only read them once and now I cannot find them, I can only find the fourth in the series, which is no good to me without the previous three. I only have the first, second, and fourth though. So it's really no good to me anyway.
Good books. A lot of dirty stuff though. Which appealed to me a lot in my younger years.

Playing Xenosaga again lately. I wish I had started playing it on a console who's Internal Clock actually friggin WORKED. DAMN YOU SONY! DAAAAAAMN YOOOOOOOU!
I still don't know how long I've been playing it for, or how much longer to expect it to be. It says I've been playing for twelve hours but I've put in at least thirty so far.

I'm akshally getting tired fellas. I'll update again tomorrow. Farewell!