What does David Carradine, Sarah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and Billy Mays have in common? They're all dead. Why? Maybe it's Kira's fault. Maybe he felt like killing a couple of celebs who weren't of any use for his new world. Now I'm afraid to become famous, but I guess I don't have to worry too much about that.
Sheesh, I really want to get the hell out of this place. It's getting smaller and smaller by the minute. I can probably handle living with other people in Chicago, right? How hard can it be? I wanna move out, I wanna move out, I wanna move out!!
True Blood was awesome today, like always. Hung was pretty cool.
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