Hey. Hey you. Yeah.

Tonight...you.

Hola! I'm fighting sickness, people. I don't like it. Hate the winter, not built for the cold, and it's bullshit. The comic con is behind me now, and damn, there was some sexy merchandise and even sexier women. Fishnet stockings...low-cut, sparkly black dresses......sorry.

Fuck winter, man.

Anyway, seriously. I'm slowly - and I'm talking disgustingly slowly - getting somewhere with my future novel, Black Eyes. The beginning has been changed again, or rather modified from its original form, and I think it's more...I don't know. Sleeker, I guess? Probably the best word for it. Stylish, even. I'm going for that exciting, edgy, fast-cut, start-out-with-a-bang thing. However, it's more meaningful, and should get to you...into your miiiind.

Got to write it out now, is all.

Um, peace out, you all!