ahhhhhhhhh today i feel very odd. im tempted to call it nervousness, though i have no real justification for it. maybe my psychic powers are predicting some terrible fate. the future is unstable, destiny is in my hands. whats that lassie? timmy's stuck in the well??
or maybe im just tired. who can tell anymore? clairvoyance, exhaustion, its all the same to me.
so back to the relative normality that is my everyday life. what do you mean thats boring? what do you know about my life? maybe all of this in an elaborate ruse to distract you from my true identity.
thats right i am a superhero.
mistress of the night, dark defender of virtue.
I am The Miscellaneous Monkey.
so there.
who's boring now suckas??