In the begining...

I'm not really expecting this to last incredibly long, but hey, its a bad night.
Venting is healthy, I read that somewhere...
Although I'm not sure if venting to random people really COUNTS at this point...
Eh, who cares?
Nobody?
How surprising...
My life is fine, compared to other people's, but I never feel fine, it feels more like what Rose says in 'Titanic', about standing in the middle of a crowded room screaming but noone looks up.
Amongst those of you who have 8 best friends, I have 3.
Ela, Cloud, and Paroxyzm (all of whom I hope to God never read this, cuz I'm tryin to AVOID a confrontation here people)
If you ever read this, both thanks, and I pity you (hee).
In case you care, I'm Spazm.
Original?
No.
Satisfying?
You bet your ass.
I'm an admitted horror movie addict, but I love a good comedy.
I also believe Silence of the Lambs is a work of genius, bring it on!
And I love musicals, don't judge me.
Well, thats really all I have to say tonight, if I get bored tomorrow, I'll probably (however ya goddamn spell it) write a bit more.

Just in case this escalates, my daily Beatles quote: 'Let me take you down cuz I'm going to Strawberry Fields, nothing is real, nothing to get hung up on, Strawberry Fields Forever'