Something... But we don't know what.
*monday, october 8
I already wrote out a whole first paragraph and then my computer fuct up and now I have to start again. Don't you hate when that happens? But perhaps I can start on a more cheerful level. However, you don't know what that means because I'm saying it's cheerful relative to the lost entry (hehehe.. The Lost Entry... capital letters work miracles) which you haven't read. Lessee... Where did I leave off? Oh yeas, I was saying it wasn't very Sappy nor Rockin' at all, so I wasn't too sure about a Sappy Rocktober. But I guess I can understand where you're coming from (perhaps a shared blue seat in a plant-filled room. hmmm.)... Anyway, yeah. I also say that I'm not living the pink life. I'm not really sure what that is, but I gather it involves candy floss, barbe-a-papa, cotton candy, if you will. Heh, I'uno where that came from...