9.22.2006
Dave, Fist of Odin
THE WHAT IS LOVE LINK IS DOWN.
I sit down and bawl like a child. We're stuck in the tower, there's been some question about which faith I belong to, I've died before, we're running out of beer - fine. I can deal with all that. But the last bright ray of sunshine in my life - waking up to a surreal bit of quasi-pop - has been crushed, broken, and is lying discarded in the gutter like a dying angel who, in her last breath, realizes that she's no longer feeling her Lord's grace.
Yup.
I sit down and bawl like a child. We're stuck in the tower, there's been some question about which faith I belong to, I've died before, we're running out of beer - fine. I can deal with all that. But the last bright ray of sunshine in my life - waking up to a surreal bit of quasi-pop - has been crushed, broken, and is lying discarded in the gutter like a dying angel who, in her last breath, realizes that she's no longer feeling her Lord's grace.
Yup.
