this evening i went out to dinner with my parents. our waitress' name was dana, & that kept throwing me off. we had some mighty fine calzones & the man at the table next to me said, at least half the people in the world today aren't worth the gun powder it would cost to blow them to hell. it was hard to retain the calzone at that point.

my room is cold ~shudders~

goin' to the MET tomorrow ;) yeah culture