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Pride came and went, and the needle on my meter barely had a quiver. I'm a bad gay. I kind of want to care, but... meh.
Mother took tape out of VCR last night before it could record "In The Life". Am incredibly pissed. She must pay.
Does anyone else ever feel bloodlust? Well, perhaps that's not the right term, exactly, but like, a feeling where you just want to bite something, preferably living flesh, and tear and tear until your jaws can't move anymore? I have that occasionally, most recently last night. I doubt the frenzy will ever get so wild that I can't control it, but it's still a bit unnerving, especially as it comes on without warning.
I have no claws, and I can't run fast enough to take down wild (nonhuman) game. Hunting with weapons really doesn't appeal to me... primal savagery is only satisfying sans tools.
Damn. Now it's back.
Mother took tape out of VCR last night before it could record "In The Life". Am incredibly pissed. She must pay.
Does anyone else ever feel bloodlust? Well, perhaps that's not the right term, exactly, but like, a feeling where you just want to bite something, preferably living flesh, and tear and tear until your jaws can't move anymore? I have that occasionally, most recently last night. I doubt the frenzy will ever get so wild that I can't control it, but it's still a bit unnerving, especially as it comes on without warning.
I have no claws, and I can't run fast enough to take down wild (nonhuman) game. Hunting with weapons really doesn't appeal to me... primal savagery is only satisfying sans tools.
Damn. Now it's back.
