It's a misty night in the E.C. I download a new playlist of Bauhaus and Peter Murphy songs and bounce around the dark, slick rooftops of Queen's Row listening to Bela Lugosi's Dead.
Not a lot going on tonight. I save a dog from getting hit by a car, which is pretty cool. Dogs need help, too sometimes.
It's like Bridget Jones' Diary, but with a super-powered vigilante.
January 22, 2005
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Thanks Dickie, I am partial to the "CAW! CAW! CAW!" as well. Nothing strikes fear into the hearts of evil-doers like a really wicked pterodactyl impression.
-VM
"CAW! CAW! CAW!", eh? Well, that's interesting. I still like 'fist meets face' and "You just earned yourself an a$$ kicking/whoopin'."
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