Put money in thy purse!

I've had the mad urge to delete some of the recent posts and I did. I function on the weirdest of impulses. Most of the the time I don't regret them, and I'm hoping that time doesn't come so soon. Craving for some kind of thrill as of late, and they involve the maddest of things as well. Not wild, but actually sedated "fun" (like what, modifying my blogskin.)

A coupla more hours to liberation, and then somemore to (I'm hoping otherwise) a cage/coop. Terrifying thought.. Xs fingers.

I think I'm either borderline schizophrenic, or I'm just plain crazy. I pity those who has to suffer the brunt of either, mostly online (stares: Andrewbird and Agnes woo double A battery)

My next thrill shall be named, Shutterthrill.

Brabantio
But words are words: I never yet did hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear