...foolproof foolish...

Bahahahahah.

Oh boy - beaten by the monster, the consumer whore in me outwitted, outdone. Unknowing victim of vanity sizing - I knew it didn't make any sense.

There's a Laiah in Toronto today all the way from Californ-I-Ay. I will seek and find and play. Tonight is work then maybe-baby finger crossing about a boy.

I meant what I said: I need a muse. Or, you know, a personality. Stat.