"There is no fate but what we make for ourselves."(John Conner, T3)
I remember Nick Stahl when he was so cute in my Bop/Bopper magazines. Now he�s all tall and grown up and on Carnivale healing people and stuffs. Sniff. (Come to think of it, I�m all grown up as well. He was born a year earlier than me.)
I feel so old.
I am suddenly depressed as I realize that Microsoft Word may not be able to check how accurately I use my grammars.
Hirsute = hairy. �Is that your cat? Why is he not all.. you know.. hirsute?�