Let me tell you a story.

[honeymonster]

Once upon a time, I got a trashy-looking book called The Beast Within out of the library. But when I tried to read it, I found out that it was, indeed, written of shit.

And so I tried to put it out of my mind. And for over a year, I mostly succeeded. Until I was flipping channels this morning (which is my preferred activity when I'm awake at seven after less than four hours sleep) and found out that they made a movie out of that piece of shit.

Good lord and butter.

So.. who else wants valentines and why hasn't cepebpo sent me her address yet?