'Strewth...

He watched them communicate in at least six different ways. He watched them tango till they were sore. So many instances where love was a battlefield, and people stuggled to get the last word. Too many love songs and not enough "I'm Sorry"s. Beautiful strangers, meeting, for the first time, and a definately happy birthday.

Later, stomping around like a furious angel, in his head, he thought to himself, Here comes the rain, again. And he was right. He often was.

Spent too much time on tobacco island, and, toward the end of the night, felt a little disintegration. A terrible thought went through his mind, as he deconstructed his houses of leaves, and cards. Wondering if that was as good as it gets, and that, if it was, he did not want this. He wanted more. Much more.

But, hey: That's life.

I don't know why i'm awake, right now.

Warren Zevon - [Sacrificial Lambs]--- Dreams of Star Trek Klingon jail breaks, and talking to people about Warren Ellis. Telling people how he was a bastard, but a pretty nice guy, all at once. Jennie, from Oxford, was there. Some other stuff happened. mr_hinzelmann fell in love with a girl he had sworn to protect, while they were swimming in the pool of a pretty posh hotel, from which we could get anywhere in the world, and we were waiting on people.

Paled in comparrison to the evening.

I'm tired. My body woke me up an hour before my alarm. I need protein, now, as well as very much water. My mouth is dry, and my stomch wants food.

Ta.

Your Pudding Party Reminder, and some Rules.

Vangelis - [Blush Response]--- Reminder: There is a party, of some sort, here, on June the Eleventh. I'm not quite certain, but i believe it has something to do with Pudding.

Rules:
--- If you are below legal age of consent, in the state of Georgia, I'm going to have to request that you Not be in attendance.

Voltaire - [They Know Me]--- If you are in the habit of partaking of non-legal recreational substances, in the pusuit of your personal fulfillment, I'm going to have to ask that your Substances not be in attendance.

--- You don't come into my house, after being in the pudding, without being Hosed. Off. First.

--- You will Not leave the privacy screen (perimeter of tarps, ensuring, to the best of our ability, that the neighbours can't call the cops on us, for public indecency), while wearing only pudding.

Snake River Conspiracy - [How Soon Is Now? (Smiths Cover (Remix))]--- DO. NOT. EAT. The PUDDING. DESIGNATED. For WRESTLING.

--- All Standard Party Rules™ still apply.

This has been your "Holy Shit This Party is Getting Pretty Close; I'd Better Remind People" announcement. In the case of an actual forth-coming party, you would have gotten this same damned announcement.

Thank You

-- The Mngmnt.