So we made the hard decision,
And we each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bones,
Our hearts were little stones.

Pulled 'em out, they weren't beating,
And we weren't even bleeding,
As we lay them on our granite counter top.

We beat 'em up against each other.
We beat 'em up against each other.
We struck 'em hard against each other.
We struck 'em so hard, so hard, until they sparked...


So, I am still alive, and true to my last entry, I have done virtually no writing. I'm working some things around, but time is short this semester (full time job is the main reason). Luckily for me, I will be taking time off for holidays this year, so fingers crossed, yeah?

In any case, airsoft has become a bit more of an obsession, one that is great fun and awful on the knees (in my case, anyway). I push myself way too hard during games, and end up immobile for the next week. Not literally, but close. I'm in the market officially for a Digital SLR (one that doesn't have crippling auto-focus issues), I guess because I genuinely miss photography.

Also, dressed as Sherlock Holmes for Halloween. I looked damn good.

That is all.