Irresistably in the mood for Dark Angel.
Well, not irresistably, I suppose. I'm resisting right now. But it pulls me, this mood, like a refrigerator to a magnet.
This has basically been, in some mundane (I keep forgetting things), some slightly less mundane (I forgot to look at the oven dials, turned on the wrong one, and set the stove on fire) ways, a week of Mondays.
Maybe this means I won't get any Mondays for a month. If that's the case, I'll call it a fair trade.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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