If the next season doesnt start with Eric burying himself in that goddamn snow and burrowing his way into a cave, or if han solo doesn’t ride up on a tauntaun and stuffs eric into it to save him, I will have lost all faith in the true blood writers.
Apparently this is all need to keep me awake all night…if I would have known this was the effect that this little 8oz Artificially Flavored Juice Drink had on me, I would have totally invested in some when I was in college.
There is also this woman to blame. Her special was on HBO tonight, and of course I had to watch it. She’s a crazy bitch, but I can’t help loving her.
Good night and good morning. Today is another day.