Drive

Hey there, kids.

It's been two days of night shift, and it's not bad. Not bad at all.

I get tired a lot, though. But that comes with staying up, and working, until seven in the morning. But I get by...As soon as I get home, I sleep. Sleep most of the sunlight away. I get a decent amount of sleep...Crawl out of bed mid-afternoon...

And glorious day, I actually have time to play some video games! So I'm back in gaming mode with Breath of Fire 3, belonging to Rick. I freakin' love that game. I'd be writing a bit more, but my notebook's still over at Rick's house. I suppose I'll pick it up sometime soonish. I've been writing some other stuff, in other places, but those are things that you must never read. At least not until I get a few more things up there, so it's not just one story. But even then, viewer discretion is advised.

I don't understand the concept of taxes. Well, I do. But I don't like it. I mean, what's the point in paying money to the government when we all know it's going to collapse in the end?

We, as a society, aren't yet ready to admit that we're going to collapse. Because hey, we've come a hell of a lot farther than most of the societies that have come and gone before us. We've spanned the entire globe, created all sorts of technologies, and have had generations of crappy television. But eventually it's all going to fade away, and we'll just be another chapter in another history book in a far off future.

This isn't random. My dad owes a bunch of money to the government. Yeah...

Personally, I'd rather spend my money in preparation for the collapse of society. Guns and ammo. Foods that won't expire. A strange device that converts urine into fruity alcoholic beverages. And a wardrobe that would look proper in a post-apocalyptic society. 'cause hey, you gotta look the part if you want to rule a group of street bandits.

All that, plus a bunker. A big-ass bunker. Maybe some battle robots. All EMP-proof, of course, as well as anything else technological in the bunker. If anything is going to launch the end of our world, it's a big-ass electromagnetic pulse. Fry the technology we're so dependent on, and what the hell do we do then?

Also board games. I'll need to stockpile boardgames. What else am I gonna do all day? Scrabble, with other survivors. Or maybe with a robot. But then the robot would cheat, have a dictionary in its head. Bastard.

But anyways...

I want to get paid. I want to get paid so badly. I mean, I had the four-hundred from before I got the job, but it's slowly disappearing...A hundred of it was lent to me by Rick, and I had to give him forty back for the video card he wants, and my parents continue to borrow it so they can get by until payday (end of the week, so meh). When I get paid, though...Wii. I want it more than I want to get with any number of females at my work. And some of them are fine.

That's sad. So sad. I want video games more than I want women...But in my defense, those video games kick ass. Yeah...

Night shift has less hotties than day shift. I count two. One that works on a nearby line. And another that works somewhere I don't even know. I don't even know that one's name...I just call her "cute glasses girl". It works.

But yeah...Still on the same station. They were supposed to switch us a few times, but we still haven't. I figure "meh". I'm damn good at this station now. Plus it's loud enough that I can sing to myself all shift if I want to. Mostly Jonathan Coulton. I love him so...

So...Yes. That about sums it up. Work, Breath of Fire 3, sleep.

That's ma life.

Nate out.

Until next time,
One day, I will work up the courage to talk to a woman. OR DIE TRYING.
~Kataron

Phantom Shock

Hey there, folks. It's Sunday night and I'm getting ready to head off to work again in about two hours. Well, not so much getting ready. More sitting around and waiting.

All I know is that I'm gonna be hella-tired when I finish my shift, at about seven tomorrow morning. Then I'll slip into a regular sleeping pattern of late nights and sleeping through the afternoon. Which I'm fine with. Means the most sunlight I'll be seeing is that of the early morning, probably just the ride home. I like to avoid sunlight whenever possible.

But yeah...

Not much else is happening. I spent last night staying up and posting on various blogs, reading webcomics, and drinking Coke. After, of course, hanging out with Rick and Eric at Rick's place.

We got some pizza, watched Thanks For Smoking, or some such name, which was actually a really good movie. Well-written. Made me want to write. Then I left my notebook at Rick's, so I couldn't continue any of my stories.

Sorry I haven't been posting them lately. I've just been...You know, mostly working or sleeping.

...Yeah.

I think that about covers it. I'm gonna go kick my brother out of my room and maybe watch some tv while I wait for work.

Until next time,
We are two heterosexual men in dire need of towels. Can you help us?
~Kataron

Code Monkey

I am a tired Nate. In the past week, I've worked a grand total of fifty-eight hours. Working actual manwork and all. I'm so tired and sore I could probably pass out right now, but I won't. Because my week is done! I'm so pleased with myself.

This is my first job, like...ever. Well, aside from working with my dad, and working at the Whistle Stop. I count neither. One never pays me, the other only lasted for a couple of weeks before I quit. I didn't work nearly as much as I've already worked here.

But yeah...

Starting Sunday night (Oh yes, I'll be back into everything really soon), I'm working the midnight shift. Like...Eleven at night to seven in the morning, Sunday through Thursday. So each shift will go into the different normal work days, Monday to Friday, and when I get home I sleep. Which means I'll get Friday off, and I'll be set for a late night, so I won't be horribly tired at youth group.

Yeah.

So not much has been going on in my life, but youth group was last night, and it was fun despite the fact that I'd JUST gotten off a ten hour shift and was almost passing out by the end of it. Peter did the devo thing at the end of the night, as he does about once a month instead of Andrew, and it was pretty good. It was about same-sex marriage, and surprisingly, Peter was probably the least biased person in the room, and I respected that. Tony decided that since I was lying down during it, though, that I was being disrespectful. Not that Tony knows the first thing about being respectful, as he's constantly challenging myself and the other leaders, and was himself talking during Peter's thing. I was at least paying attention.

I didn't go to Tim Horton's afterwards with them, 'cause I was so tired. Went to bed, got up at five again today, and went to work.

An eight hour shift is SO SHORT when compared to a ten hour shift. It felt weird to be leaving when there was still daylight outside. Now I guess I'm gonna be sleeping through most of the daylight. Which I like. But anyways, my brother needs to get on-line, so I'ma head off now.

Until next time,
I hope there are hotties on the night shift.
~Kataron

The Pants Show

Hey hey. Nate here, with just a few minutes before Jericho starts.

Work was okay today. I'm getting over the standing for ten hours a day thing, and my feet hurt significantly less than they did yesterday.

And I figured out that, holy crap, I'm gonna make like five hundred bucks for this paycheque. That is A LOT of money for Nate! I'ma buy the Wii, a new computer, and then save up a bunch of money to move out and go off to college. I'm also gonna pay back any debts I owe, and maybe buy a Warhorse. Seems like a good idea.

But the computer is an important aspect...Since the one I was using seems to be dead or dying. Sorry Ryan, but the pictures are gonna take even longer...I can't take them on the laptop here, of even download the driver on it, so yeah...Sorry. Nothing I can do unless Jared can figure it out. There's either something wrong with the hard drive proper, or the cables connecting it to the rest of the world.

I guess we'll see.

Anyways, Jericho's already on. I've been watching it from here, 'cause I've missed my internet greatly. If I could, I would literally hug the internet.

But man...I worked it out in my head. I have so little free time. I go to bed around ten at night, to get up at five in the morning. That's seven hours. Then I get ready and go to work, wake at five, get home at six. That's thirteen hours of my day. The other FOUR is Nate time. I get four hours a day. With dinner being eaten then. Plus whatever shows I want to watch. Four half-hour comedy shows on Monday, NCIS and House on Tuesday, Jericho tonight (Wednesday), and Smallville plus Supernatural on Thursday. Taking up my free time...*shakes fist*

Plus blogging, MSN, and glaring at people younger than me. God I hate younger people.

But I'm gonna go now. Gonna catch the end of Jericho and try to stay awake for another hour, then sleep. Yeah, that sounds good...

Goodnight, folks. Maybe I'll blog tomorrow if I'm not watching tv or nursing my achy body.

Note that I am doing MANWORK. I sweat MANSWEAT. I work for ten hours to get ma monies and I think I might be building some muscles from all my metal-lifting. And I get FILTHY. I mean, grease and junk all over my clothes. Well, my right half. That's how I carry all my stuff. With the left and right sides, it's like a before and after image. Clean shirt, dirty shirt.

But yeah, going now.

Until next time,
Workin' in a steel mill, something something steel mill, something something all night long!
~Kataron

Two Days

I am so goddamn sore. I can barely stand, my feet hurt so much.

I'm not used to working...And I'm certainly not used to working ten-hour days in a factory. Today was my second day. I originally thought it was going to be eight-hour days, but instead they're ten. Except Friday. That's an eight-hour day. And I'm working this Saturday too, for overtime. Another eight hour day. But with the overtime, it will be as though I worked TWELVE hours, with the amount that I'll be paid.

So basically, I'm working a lot. Not used to it, but the work is pretty easy. James and I spent the last two days just putting large metal parts on a thing and pressing a button, then it moved and was there was some welding, and then it moved away and we did it again. Hundreds and hundreds of times. It's easy, but boring...

Yesterday wasn't as great, 'cause I didn't know what the hell I was doing, and the guy that was teaching us spoke with a heavy accent. Plus we were all wearing earplugs. So yeah. Not much for the hearing. Today was better. The guy was cool, and I learned how to use the computer, how to call for more parts, how to identify problems, and how to fix some problems. Tomorrow I think I'm moved to a different station, and I'll see how that is then.

Uhhh...yeah.

That's about it. I've been going to bed hella-early, 'cause I have to get up at five every day to get picked up at five thirty outside my house, then drive to get there for six thirtyish. Then some sort of meeting, and work until quarter to five, then another meeting and home. I get three fifteen minute breaks, and a half-hour lunch, and yeah. I don't really eat anything. I just drink Coke I bring in my backpack. One for each break. Two for lunch today. Keeps me going. Keeps me sane.

Well, relatively sane.

So I guess I'ma be working at this place for a while...Lots of money, no free time. But...Lots of money. I get weekends off, when I don't decide to take overtime.

But yeah...I'm gonna go have a bath now, 'cause I've been sweating something fierce. You know, with all the...welding...thingies. You know, those ones that are hot, and weld things together. Yeah.

Gone now.

Until next time,
I AM STATION TEN. Which is...Station one, really, but they tacked on a zero on all of them. Stations ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, up to one hundred. Yeah. I don't get it either.
~Kataron

The Wii/Job Quest

I now officially hate Wal-Mart.

My original play for purchasing a Wii was to hit Zellers in Guelph. 'cause I like Zellers. But I had a job interview thing today for ten in the morning in Brampton. Not that I'm working there...I just had to fill some stuff out there, I'll be working in Milton. But yeah. So I instead wanted to go to a Wal-Mart on the way. I got there, and was waiting for the doors to get in and buy it, but when they finally DID open the doors, I rushed back to the electronics section and discovered that they'd opened another door first. Another group of people had come in and bought them all while I'd been waiting behind a locked door. Bastards!

So now I have no Wii...

But the job thing went well. I'll be making a whole bunch of money. I'll be making enough money to buy the Wii, three extra contollers, the three games I want (Zelda, Marvel, Red Steel), plus a retro controller or two and some of those game cards for buying virtual console games. It'll be grand.

And I'll get paid weekly, which is cool. Twelve bucks an hour.

But anyways, I've got things to do. Just figured I'd let you guys know that I'm Wii-less, but employed.

Until next time,
The Wii will one day be mine...But today is not my day.
~Kataron

Overhead

Hey hey, kiddies.

Nate here. It's two in the morning, I'm tired, and I wanna sleep. But I figured I'd grace the internet with a new post first.

As it's two in the morning, that makes it Saturday. Which makes tomorrow Sunday. Which may just be the greatest date in recorded history. FOR IT IS THE DAY...THE DAY THAT THE NINTENDO Wii comes out. There's no scale to properly measure my excitement. I'm doing my best to ensure that I'll walk away from a store on Sunday with a copy of it. Even if I have to kill everybody. And yes, that includes you. I will kill you if you get between the Wii and I. But now that that's clear, you won't. UNLESS YOU WANT A SWIFT DEATH BY MY BLADE!

...I get excited about these things, sorry for the threatening folks. My blade's not actually sharp...It's more for beating purposes. Dear GOD that sounds wrong. I'm actually talking about sword there. It's not...symbolic of anything. I'm talking about the sword that Rick brought me from his trip. The one that's not really sharp, but I'm frequently hitting people with anyway.

It's got nothing to the sword in Ubisoft's Red Steel. I don't care if initial videos didn't look so great, I wanna fuckin' play a sword game. *gleeeeeeeeeeeee*

Oh, and the PS3 was released yesterday (Friday, I mean). Woo...I guess.

I'd much rather have the Wii.

Youth group was good tonight. We had a new face. Well, actually we had a few new faces. But only one that I didn't want to shoot with a high-powered rifle. Well, maybe I wouldn't shoot Justin (not my sexy Justin). But I'd shoot the rest of them, mostly. They...Irritate me. Especially the one of them. I have some issues with that guy. But what was I talking about? Oh yeah. Youth group. It wasn't a particularly active night. There was pizza which took a while to be ready, long enough for everybody to start playing Risk while we were gone. The game ended quickly, and people started moving things in for a sale they were having there tomorrow.

And Andrew and Steph brought somebody else from Burlington, a girl named Liz. She was cool. Really hyper, and quite religious. Reminded me of Eric, except without the constant current of RAGE lurking just below the surface. But hey, what do I know?

I brought my notebook for Eric to read his death story. Eric did, and so did Dave. They both liked it. I'm proud of it, myself. I'll post a couple of them this weekend, I think. Well, one of them on here anyway. I might post a couple others on my forum, but I only want to put one on here at a time, so the average reader doesn't get muddled down in weeks of writing all shoved on at once, you know? Not that I have that many readers these days...My hits per day keeps going down and down. But hey, I still have you guys, right? That's all that matters. As long as somebody's reading my inane chatter...

So they read that story, and I was working on Dave's story (now finished) when Liz asked me to read something to her from the notebook. I showed her the table of contents (oh yeah. My notebook has a table of contents. I am THAT cool.), and she wanted to hear something "trippy". I figured my second Game story was the best example of that. So I read that to her. I'm not used to reading my own work out loud, and it was kinda awkward, what with it being completely uneditted and all. I found a lot of errors, but they'll all be fixed when I post it. Which should be soon. Especially after the positive review I got of it from Liz. She's the first one to hear it, and she seemed to like it. I was kinda worried, 'cause it's a bit...Different than the other Game story, wasn't sure if it'd take as well, but it seems good.

I'm supposed to take some pictures for Ryan (I haven't forgotten), but my cam's being kind of bitchy, so I haven't been able to yet. I'm close to a fix, though, I think, so I'll get the pictures done soonish. Sorry for the delay, dude...

I think that about sums it up.

I'll be off now.

Until next time,
Oh, and she's cute, too. Just sayin'...
~Kataron

When You Go

Hey there, folks. I'd apologize again for not posting often, but I'm not even the least bit sorry. So suck it.

My life is boring as hell. Foodland STILL hasn't called me back, and I fear I'll have to go in and talk to them...Ugh. It's potentially awkward for me. And if you know me, you may know that I'll go to great lengths to avoid any social situations that could end up being classified as 'awkward". Awkward is my greatest fear. Then comes spiders. Then heights. Then clowns. Then midgets, though that's not so much a fear as a seething hatred that I can't justify in any way. They just creep me out. Being so...So tiny. I hate that show about them. I don't remember what it's called. I caught my brother watching it last weekend when he was sick...Oh wait. I haven't posted in ages. Geez, I thought it was last Thursday that I posted last...It was two thursdays ago! Still not sorry.

Yeah, we had a game of War of the Ring that weekend. My parents were out of town. So what do I do? Party? No. Drink? A little, but mostly no. Get hookers? ...No...

Instead, I have nerds over and play board games. Yeah, I'm cool. War of the Ring, the six hour LotR board game. Fuckin' awesome. Last time I played, it was Andrew and I as the evil side, versus Eric as the goods. This time, it was Andrew and Eric as the goods versus me as the big bad. I wish I'd had a partner, but Dave was busy, Rick was workin', and Jared hadn't slept the night before, and had to work anyway. Yargh. So I played on my own.

Ended up losing, but I blame cheap tricks on the part of Eric. I mean, come on! He played a card that allowed him to move through two regions. So he moved THROUGH my massive armies and into my undefended city. Cheap trick...If it hadn't been for that, I woulda won...Or at least fought some more. They won military though, which is hella-hard for them. They were kinda forced to, as I spent a lot of energy looking for the fellowship, so they didn't move much.

But anyways, yeah. Soon I start the job hunt again, 'cause Foodland just isn't playing out. My next step is the video place, just in case they need somebody, which is HIGHLY unlikely, but then I move to Guelph. I'm thinking Zellers. I know plenty of people that work there, and I hear generally good things. I'd have to catch a bus in, but meh.

Oh, and for those of you that enjoy Kings of Chaos, a new age has begun. Meaning that everything's been reset, so we're all starting from scratch. As such, I'm rank 11,204. Which is semi-impressive, considering that I'm putting everything I get into my attack. I'd shoot right up if I branched out into defense, sentries, and spies. But whatever, it's all good. They've got a new feature in this round, "Alliance Affiliation". Basically your clan, whatever you want to call yourselves.

So Jared and I are members of "The Vagrant Hearts". That one goes out to you, MuadDib. My bestest MUD-buddy from so many summers ago...We played for ages. We were gonna start our own clan, but then I went away for a weekend, and when I got back, he had joined The Vagrant Hearts. So I thought "What the hell", and joined as well. It was mostly the two of us, and our leader, Pumpki. He...uhh...Had a pumpkin for a head. But he was cool. Since then, it's been my main clan name, for anything I've needed a clan in. Fond memories, I guess. I miss that guy. I wish I knew what happened to him.

But yeah. If you're interested in joining, click here to become one of my officers. Or become Jared's officer. Whatever...I'm currently Jared's officer, though I'm about double his rank. So officering doesn't mean much.

But...uhhh...Yeah. That about sums up my pathetic life since I last posted. Oh, wait, there was also James' birthday. He turned 19, so I went to the bar with him and had a few drinks to celebrate. It was fun. They have Pac-Man over there! Well...Ms. Pac-Man...But still.

Also, Justin recently had his birthday, but I didn't get the chance to attend his festivities. So happy birthday, Justin!

I'll be posting those other stories soonish...I've just been lazy. Well, lazy and playing Diablo 2. Fuckin' love Diablo 2. I rocked the game as an assassin. A trap assassin! Which gets fuckin' hard. Traps aren't easy to play through with...My melee attack sucked like Jared's mom (ZING!). But I beat up the devil, and both of his brothers. So yeah, I had the expansion too. Courtesy of Rick. Thanks, bud!

Speaking of Rick, I spent the night at his place the other night. It was fun. We watched Bleach, and played a bunch of the new Dawn of War expansion. Warhammer, woo! I'm the Chaos Space Marines, and I just finished assembling the last of the wargear. You get wargear when you accomplish certain things...One defensive victory, three defensive victories, five defensive victories, 2000 kills, 5000 kills. taking out three enemy capitals, taking out certain numbers of areas, getting a 3-to-1 kill ratio in a level...The wargear's all powerups for your commander. Everybody's different. Some people just get more abilities, some people get more guns, some people get bigger guns. My Chaos commander? He gets totally pimped out with weapons and crazy skull-armour, and then when he's got everything else, his last wargear turns him into a giant fuckin' demon. It's awesome. I just got that on my campaign.

But anyways, some downloads are done, so I'm gonna go check them out. Which reminds me: Eureka is a fucking AWESOME show. Watch it.

Until next time,
I use a passive tone to show how gentle I'll be...
~Kataron

War Games

Hey folks.

Just checking in...I've been up to not much lately, but there's been some business on the job front. I had another interview, which ended in indecision. They don't want to train me for deli work since I'll be going off to college. They want somebody long-term for that, methinks...So they're looking around for something else for me to do. They don't know what, and it's kind of bugging me. Simply because I don't know if I should put resumes in anywhere else, or just wait it out. I'll wait it out for now, and see how it goes. They called me in the other day, but I was working with my dad that day. Otherwise I wouldn't have even been awake at the time...They called around nineish, while my general time of awakening is noonish. So these days I'm getting up earlier in case they call...

Kinda harsh. Morning is so...so...light. And getting up at eight thirty is ungodly, in my opinion. I've even been going to bed at midnight...Woe. But ah well, if they get things figured out over there, I can get a regular work schedule set up, and then I'll know what days I'm working and what days I'm not, so I can sleep in or wake up accordingly. That would be grand...

Maskday was good. I'd call it the normal name, but I can't remember if there's one l or two...And nobody tell me, because I really REALLY don't give a damn. Rebecca had a party at her house, and it was a lot of fun. Caitlin, Dave, Rebecca (duh), Simone, Katrina, Rick, Jared, Jared's ladyfriend, and Jon Howarth for some reason were all there at one point or another. It was good. There was some movie-watching, some Halo-playing, some running around and consuming of food. All in all, it was a good party, and fun was had by all. Even when my cousin Sydney decided that we were playing too much Halo downstairs, and made us go upstairs to "be social". She then left, and we retreated once more to the basement with the Xbox. I schooled Jared pretty hardcore. But then, the boy hasn't had nearly as much playtime with Halo as I have.

Jared, Jared's ladyfriend, and myself were the last guests to leave. I call her by "Jared's lady-friend" because she's got a weird spelling of her name that I can't for the life of me remember. It's essentially Megan, but...But more difficult to spell.

But yeah. She had a van, so we droooooooooooove. Well, she drove. Jared and I just kind of sat there, essentially motionless. Except...In motion. Blows the mind. Well, my mind. I'm fuckin' tired.

But anyways...

We went to 7/11, then picked up Mark Rayner, then drove around for a bit and went to McDonald's, then stopped at a convenience store and sat there for a while in the van talking about stuff. It was a lot of fun, and I hadn't seen Jared in forever, so it was good to see the old boy again.

Oh, and guess what we saw somebody dressed up as. A fuckin' sting ray. Too soon, man...Too soon. That won't be funny until AT LEAST next year's maskday. If you don't get it, then you're probably just too dang dumb. Deal with it.

We drove by the person, and we were gonna yell "MURDERER!", but then we thought Mark was doing it, and he wussed out. Otherwise, I would have, 'cause I had a good portion of a Double Gulp in me at that time. We didn't see the person again.

But yeah, much fun was had by all.

As for other stuff...uhh...let's see...

My brother's been sick for the past three days. I kinda figured he was faking the first day. He tried to go to school the second day, but had to be picked up. I figured again that he was faking. Then in one night, he threw up three or four times. Then I thought that maybe, just maybe, he was really sick. I took care of him today. Which sounds a lot better than it actually is. It basically means that I got him a glass of water once, and went to the store to get him some orange juice at one point. That's about all I did. He was looking better by the end of the night.

Rick's got a cooooooooool new game. Warhammer! The PC RTS game. Well, he already had it. But now he's the the expansion. Dark Crusade or something. It's hella-fun. I watched him play a level as a weird race called the Necron. Basically, robots that act like zombies, and can come back from the dead. Awesome. I started playing as Chaos Space Marines. 'cause hey, baby. I'm chaotic. Whatever that means...

I'm goin' over tomorrow after school to check it out some more. I could break into his house earlier than him getting home from school, but that would take all too much effort. But yeah, looking forward to some weekend hangings-out, and I hope that I don't get called in to work on Saturday. Weekdays are fine, and weekends are almost okay, but I reaaaaaaaaally just want to hang out with people.

And might I add, GOD I'M LONELY. Just thought you should know...I asked Erin out quite a while ago, but I've seen her all of once since, and I barely even see her on-line these days. I didn't talk to her for a while when I was going through my Buffy thing...Watching every season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is pretty damn time-consuming. But somehow I stumbled my way through it, though it was seven seasons of show...Well, I'm partway through season seven. So yeah. But anyways, haven't talked to her in a while, and when I do...I dunno, but it just seems to me that after I asked her out, talking to her just got kind of awkward. Can't really explain it any better than that. But since I only saw her once, and barely see her on-line these days, I don't really know what's going on. I'm pretty sure I'm just...single, so I'll take it from there. ...Whatever that means.

God I'm tired. See, when I went to bed at two and slept until noon, I didn't GET tired. I went to bed because I got bored, and I got up because sleeping was boring too. Now I don't know what the hell to do.

So I write. I just keep writing. I've got a lot more stuff to type out on here, so you folks keep your eyes peeled. We've got the death of Rick, the beginning of a fantasy story, the crappily written introduction to an awesome world, and the second "Game" story. It's about two-thirds complete right now, and it's my current project. Then I go back to the murders, because I have another...three or four planned out, not counting my own. And let me assure you, they're gonna be gruesome, awesome, and something else that ends with 'some'. So be prepared. I'm even going to do one for Mark Rayner, though he's not one of my better friends, but his death idea was just so freakin' awesome that it has to be written down. So keep an eye out, kids. And if you thought some of the things I've written so far are scary, gross, or whatever, you ain't seen nothin' yet. Except maybe without the double-negative.

Nate write a bit more, then sleep.

Until next time,
"Where's the love, man?" "Back in Act One. WITH YOU."
~Kataron