GOD Henry Rollins makes me want to touch myself... He quite literally makes my chest warm when I see him in certain pictures. Slobber.

So new tattoo, new last name, new debt, new estrangement with father, new glasses, new perscription, new email address, new friends. I'd say overall this summer was moderatly if not absolutely crappy. Remember how I was going to go to Toronto and be homeless for a week? Yeah, me too.

I'm really looking forward to go back to the cities. I'm hoping I can finish college without dropping out, I'd really like to not be poor for once before I die. But enough about me! I love Dead Like Me. I wish it wasn't over. Of course the only show about death with a female character I like (two, actually... Roxy? Love me?) must be destroyed. Wait I'm bitching again.

Henry Rollins...