Thursday, September 16, 2004
In Which My Destiny is Foretold
Ladies and gentlemen, the Lady of the Lake has appeared to me. (Okay, no, she didn't, but it's a metaphor, so just go with it.) She gave to me Excrayoniber, the magical pen, and told me to write a screenplay. And she told me that it would sell.
Why? Because after someone sells shit like this, anything is possible.
Why? Because after someone sells shit like this, anything is possible.
