Damn DDR has created a monster.. and I -can't- stop because of the undeniable urge to MASTER the damn game.. so bear with my my legs shall be sore for a few days.
I have to work tonight at 8:30 and I am quite possibly working til Midnight. Because "The Passion of the Christ" is playing and I decided to work for it again. I swear that movie, very macabre from what I've heard. And I've peeked in only to peek -right- back out.
I might write what I said I was going to write. But I dunno.. *thuds* I need to go to the base really quickly in order to mail something off to Alexi, something that he forgot.. and oooh today I can call
Now to get dressed, right now I am only wrapped up in a towel, sitting in front of the computer screen because I suddenly felt the urge to type.
And once again modestly, I must say.. my writing skills are NOT all that. ^_^ *directed to
Though you -are- right about