I think I'll make a new layout that doesn't involve heavy use of graphics... Several interesting things to note.
First off, just saw an ad for Survivor:The CardGame... I ran screaming from the room.
Second, my friend Liz from Arizona asked me when a sadistic relationship goes from consentual to abusive. At first, I thought the answer was simple, but then she went on to explain that the "abuse" was not physical, but verbal. Last night, she suggested something to her boyfriend and he roleplayed her gutting online. Of course, anyone with the appropriate stomach can do that, as I demonstrated right then and there. Funny thing is, she liked it a lot. Seems that my friends are starting to become almost as morbid as I... but, not even close yet.
The whole conversation reminded me of my experiences with controlling my morbid thoughts. Indeed, I almost went mad thinking about the things I do, and literally scaring myself at night. But, I found the art and music all around me, and it helped me stabilize a bit. I really don't see why people insist on being depressed. It is the worst feeling one can have, and although it may seem glamorous, it's empty in the end.
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