Hehe

Pity-Me Princess... Poor baby.


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There's something disturbing wrong with that, but I just can't think of what it is. Hehehe. Reminds me of this for some reason. I seem to be in a giddy sort of mood today. Nothing like throwing a guy around for a self defense class to really brighten your day. Hell, even being thrown to the mat is kind of fun too. And no one had better mess with me now - I can so totally kick your ass if you grab my shirt just right and give me a minute to remember what to do. :P

My, aren't we fancy.

I think that from now on I should just start making up labels that mean absolutely nothing and have no relevance whatsoever, just to be weird. Then again, maybe I won't. I'm weird like that, and if you don't like it, you "can cram it with walnuts ugly!" :D

*sighs and gets back to his blah school work*

Once more into the breaches.

I must say a few words on the subject of last nights Angel, and then probably a few more after that, but I'll see how many words I'll need. If you don't like me hogging all the words, well that's jsut too damn bad! :P

Anyhoo, I must once again proclaim the genius that is Joss Whedon. Last night's Angel utterly blew me away (hehe, utterly). I must admit, I was beginning to doubt him as the show neared the end - The lines were forced and hackneyed, the events seemed to rip off Buffy, and the final thing with Cordelia just seemed stupid beyond words - but it was at that final moment when I was ready to repress all memories of said episode for all time that the brilliant Mr. Whedon flipped the whole thing on its collective ass. I was giddily jumping up and down to know that the terrible scenes weren't caused by lack of direction, or bad writing, but because it was supposed to be that way. I can almost die happy now, but not until I find out how this whole wonderful show turns out. Wheeeeeee!!!!