Where did that come from?

Well, that was one of those exercise-type things where you start typing and don't think about what you're typing. Toward the end I realized it was headed in the goth direction, so I took it to the logical extreme. Weird; maybe, deep down, I really am goth. I could get 500 piercings, grow my hair long, get contact lenses so you can't see my pupils, wear a trenchcoat...

Maybe not.

February 06, 2002 - 09:47 AM