It's Saturday night. The neighbours are having a party. And I'm watching Return of the Jedi. Ah, you know the drill.

Okay I will never, ever, understand why that torture master droid thingie has a metal piece that moves like a mouth when he talks. He's a robot. The sounds come from some speaker. Why does that mouth thing move? C3PO's doesn't. Werd.

This is making me want to read my Tales From Mos Eisley's Cantina book again. Ah the good old days. The Neverending Story. I miss the dragons. And the dungeons.

Hehe. Ewoks are cute. Hehe.
wicket is wicked
I will not let the bad thoughts in. When you hurt I hurt I hurt I hurt.
hurt
I wish it was weekend more often. Who designed the week anyway? It's flawed.

As you might have seen I have added a link to celebs'n'vintage.com on the left. Why? Well because the webmaster there is a brilliant person. And he has promised me a free membership at some point. I'm a man of low moral fibre. I can be bought. Even rented if you're lucky.

I need to find a place to download Buffy episodes too. I missed half the funeral episode. Typical.

I will not let them in.

You are not alone. I sleep in your arms tonite.
the sun the moon the stars are you
nw: Return of the Jedi (special edition)