9-Nov-2005

Wow.  What kind of hormone-induced, toxic, blathering cloud of sentiment was I high on yesterday?  Not to fear, folks, I'm back, complete with scathing glares and total disapproval of any sort of trust in humanity.   To celebrate the return of my old self, I headed over to the discounted DVD store and purchased Season 3 of "24."  As of now, I find the real-time format to be a more-than-adequate substitute for true love.