Me and my bright ideas...

...Last night I was talking to Ben the Not-so-conveniently-close neighbor, and he mentioned driving past Ground Zero saturday night with a load of stuff from the old apartment...apparently a smallish goth girl with a choke chain or something on leaped out in front of the car, gave him the finger and hissed at him--no reason he could figure out. I told him of my cunning plan to make Goth Union Cards--Dark and Spooky Nation Local 188, or 666, or Alex 2222...I think I'll have to hand glue in the glitter. Yes, friends and neighbors, the next time someone decides to be Gother than Thou and catches you without eyeliner just flash your union card loud and proud, babies! Organize! Terrorize! Go on Strike for better wages and the right to wear black nail polish at work!!! I tell you, I is a genius. Okay, a twisted, kinda weird genius, but what genius isn't?

Genius or no, though, I have to hit the Minimalist Inferno today...And my Egg-shaped boss is back. At least in theory I'm taking...heh, someone...out to dinner. I can use that as the carrot on a stick to get my mulish tendencies off the ground...Eeh-hawww...