Ok, well, this is nice. Blogspot’s back now, so I can actually see my blog again….in all its evil glory.

No, um. I like the colors. And Lucy Lawless’ ass. Its just….its about me, so I automatically despise it.

I just watched this totally crack episode of Brimstone. What is my affection for warped portrayals of the devil, anyway? Cause, um, the thing about Wiccans? No devil. So….the fuck? Still, John Glover’s pretty shibby as old Morningstar. Makes him seem like someone I’d hang out with. Which would be amusing, if highly retarded, because I’d always be calling him “Lucy” and “Star” and then Steve and Chris would be on him to prove that he’s the devil, and it’d probably end with him smiting the whole lot of us and thus regaining his seat in heaven. Amelia’d probably just want to know if he was scared of Carson Daly, too.

And the answer is yes, Amelia. The devil is scared of Carson Daly. Fucking CARROTTOP is scared of Carson Daly.

But y’know, you have to love a show where the car from hell…actually is from hell.

sounds like fatboy slim, “because we can”