I caught you a delicious bass.

As usual, Friday night was one of my fleeting moments of happiness of the week, although Saturday was pretty much on a par. Sitting beneath the stars is the best place to be, clouds spoil it even when you aren't really paying attention to the sky. The company is pretty much perfect.
Apparently, I walk like a robot. This can only be a good thing.
We made a foreign couple happy by giving them our tickets to go on the biggest slide. It says a lot about the society we live in when they didn't understand why I was holding tickets out towards them, then when they finally accepted them they didn't realise they were a gift. They seemed pleased; made me feel good. Altruism is a fallacy.
It's rare to find someone who understands everything you say without needing to explain it.
Spoke to an old friend on the 'phone. I wasn't upset as a result, at least not in the way I thought I would've been. I was civil and pleasant, but honest. A good way to be, I reckon.
The bigger they are, the harder they fall; interestingly, once they've fallen, they can still be big enough to tower over the rest...
I'm not sure if this blog is so vague that no-one will understand it (thereby causing the small few who read anymore to stop), or not vague enough to make more people angry at me (thereby causing the small few who read anymore to stop). I'm not sure I care, but I think I should.
Made a load of badges, amazingly fun.
Nothing seems worth doing.
"I am too busy to have friends, a lover would just complicate my plans" - it's strange how much wisdom sometimes comes out of my speakers with perfect timing. Thus proving, once again, that music is the only God for me.
Getting stoned in graveyards is fun; once a Goth, always a Goth.

Goodbye.