B-0-r-e-d. Tied down in this little town by a stay-in-the-background secret identity, I'm getting bored. Ah, the fun old times when Pink and I would run around causing all the havoc our little hearts could imagine - no jobs, no worries (that mom or dad couldn't fix with a simple tiny nuclear explosion), no laundry or dishes or dusting... *sigh*
Ok, so we've got to kick it into high gear this fall. All this drab, cold, sorry excuse for a summer. I know we're evil and supposed to like dark and dreary and drab, but seriously - all the time? Nothing gets do-gooders off their guard as much as a bright and cheerful sunny day. Oh, the joy I get out of raining on their happy parade... now, I don't even get that - the dumb sky just opens up and pours whenever it wants - no one here expects a "real" summer this year...
great or small...
13 years ago
