i'm the kind of guy who will be listening to Korn at 8.40 in the friggin' morning. it's putting me into some depressive state, like 'what the hell's wrong with this world' kinda mood. in another life i used to start the morning (circa 7am) with the hardest rap you could ever find this side of the moral majority, and my mama (god bless her kind but misguided soul) used to shout at me to turn off that crap, and maybe put on some Lite N Easy.... jeeezzzuzzzz i'd rather be in an isolation chamber (like the one Ben Affleck goes into to sleep in Daredevil - is that why we never get movies with the word 'devil' in em, teddybwear?!!). seems being in one of those things for too long can drive you nuts - sensory deprivation is bad for us, it appears. i could do without some of my senses now. my ability to think and worry, for one.

waiting for Freak On A Leash to come on. isn't that the one with the coolest video, the bullet passing through everything and all?

hey, hunnybunny, you still read this? how's life with ya, eh? let's talk soon.

makan time! yummy. be good, okay. or, be bad, just don't get caught.... har har! ; )

e.