Howling at the moon..

First things first;
FUCK YOU MAGES!!!!
Shove your herpes up your arseholes!
If you didn't understand that,well done your a well adjusted person.

I'm gonna take a break from my regularly scheduled rant about whatever the crap affects my twisted mind and blab about stuff that actually affects me.

So wednesday night,a friend and a girlfriend are there with me, and someone says "lets go for a walk"...........at 11:30pm.
So we all put some clothes all of us madly underdressed for the weather and go for a walk in the woods in the pitch black,freezing night.
And the best part is,It's the most fun I've had in a long time,it was muddy and wet and very cold and I loved every second of it.
But it also raised to my attention my horrendously overactive imagination and the fact that I have an internal soundtrack to my life playing at all time.Now were on a small path wandering through dense forest and I start seeing things that aren't there and having thoughts about were-wolves and murderers and rapists and vague mythological things that exist in the wierd old books I read.

Anyway thats not the wierdest part,we get to the top of a nearby mountian(welsh definition) and I'm fairly warm so I take of my hoody and my arms start to burn.
So far as I can explain either I was suffering from mild mild hypothermia or Lunar light burns me,hmmm time for some mid-night tanning adventures methinks.

The other truely amazing thing about that night was how beautiful Chloe looked under the piercing white glow......Adam really is in love..and she's worth every moment of my waking attention.

So we've established today that I'm a huge Goth/nerd/emo/fag/childish/wierdo and I really can't help but be romantic lol.

I've got to go now,but you all know a little more about me...good or bad,your decision.

"Show me,Show me,Show me how you do that trick. The one that makes me laugh she said, Threw her arms around my head,the one that makes me scream she said.And I promise you,I'll run away with you."