Good evening, Gotham rats!
I would just like to wish a happy, smile-filled birthday to my dear Harleen Quinzel. And I want to give her the biggest celebration possible! That's why I've just gotten back from an extensive string of robberies to procure countless wonderful gifts. Next, as perhaps my greatest present to her, I think I'll bump off a few people she doesn't care for! Hoohoohoohoohoohoo!
And anyone who doesn't smile on my darling's birthday will have a smile added to their fac
Words cannot express the depths of my sorrow, Shilo. I beg, in agony, on my knees, for your forgiveness, but I know I do not deserve it. The remainder of my life will be comprised of guilt-wracked emotional torture. I let you down.
Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive, and the world: turning inside out, yeah!
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now--don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time; having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by, like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go
There's no stopping me!
I'm burning through the sky, yeah!
Two hundred degrees, that's why they call me mister Fah
Hi-ho, couch potatoes! I'm interrupting the Toilet Bowl to bring you my very special new year's resolution. *ahem* Starting tonight at midnight, I, your loving Uncle Joker, do solemnly vow not to kill anyone for a whole year. Which means I'm going to have to work extra fast to bump off a few more of you today!
ah-HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA! hehehehehe! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
As to who, how, and when, let's make that a game. A countdown of victims that will end at midnight. Unless our dear Dark Kni
Yesterday I tried Brussels sprouts for the first time in my life. I found them rather appetizing.
Why are they so infamous as a disgusting food? I liked them.
So backstage in the shop today I found a broken ukulele. It was still strung, but the neck was cleanly broken off the body so the two halves of the instrument dangled from each other haphazardly. I showed it to Matt, our director, and said I could probably fix it. He said "Go for it." Consequently I brought it back to my dorm and will take it home with me this weekend to repair it.
However, from sheer boredom and curiosity (and procrastination from studying, ah-heh), I jerry-rigged the in
Well, I bit the bullet and purchased a new laptop (Toshiba Satellite; I got a rather excellent deal on it), since I have homework that necessitated it. My Tecra is still broken, and prospects are grim. I still have not gotten word as to whether or not it can be fixed. I am out a fair sum of cash--a full third of the money I possessed--but far less than I feared. There is still a chance I may be able to earn enough between now and a certain date in the future to afford conveyance to that cert
My computer has failed me. I am writing this from another. I will not be able to access BZ, except perhaps in scattered starts here and there, until my laptop is repaired, or barring that, until I manage to scrounge up enough money to purchase a new one. This all may take a while.
Talk at my brother Makaru or my partner-in-heroics Nikira until I am back. They are cooler than I, so you get a better deal.
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Propaganda. Elections. War. Economics. Corruption. People. Too many people, making too many problems. And yet amidst it all there's still me and there's still you. And are we not of worth?
Sides, sides, sides, everyone talks about sides and all the sides are wrong. It's not about sides. Only when we realize that can this land of confusion become so much less confusing.
Don't you see? It's not about fighting. Why is everyone fighting?? Why does everyone want to fight??? Let's
Makaru is in America!!
<3 <3 <3
(but hide your children)
HI SMEAG! I AM IN YOUR BLOG, EDITING YOUR ENTRIES!
I LOVE MAKARU TOO! <<DV>>
I heart you both.
Mak
