Am home along, as Kat has some precussion concert she and the folks are off to. Therefore, am currently holed up in my room, music on and online. With my open pocket knife beside me. Paranoid you might say? I won't dissagree. But if the undead -do- come and try to eat my brains, or a psyhcopath comes to kill me i won't be going down without a fight! *weilds knife about in a supposedly threatening manner*


Alright, i admit it. I've officially gone insane from daydreaming too much...