My Life
	... you probably won't understand this at all, but that's okay, 
it was just a silly rant...



I feel so very fudgeing cranky right now. I am so dinked off
that it isn’t even funny! I mean that I am totaly tweaked.
My life stinks sometimes, it really does, I mean it really, really, really, really
stinks! Like, I need to buy it perfume or something.
	First of all I lucid dreamed, and normally I would be
ecstatic about that, and I was, until I found out that I
screwed it up.
	Don’t ask me how, but I did!!! Or did I...?

	But really that's not why I'm dinked off, I guess I just am. 
Well, typing this has made me feel better, instead of sitting here 
reading this pointless peice why don't you go and read something that constructive
that I wrote?
	Try, "A True Roman Wonder." I like that one, or how about "Anabel Lee Continued,"
I'm quite proud of that one. 
	Have a lighter taste? Try, "Not So Scary." A cute little happy
somewhat peice of fluff, but with a point.
 
	Looking at my Puck Stuff is always good! You could go there...

	Someday I'll have to right a real rant...