I Found My Happy Place The Minute

I Wasn't Born, I Was Unleashed.

Writers. For Some Reason, A Lot Of You Reject What You Hear And See In Your Heads. If You Go Too Long Ignoring It, It Builds Up And Then You Do All Sorts Of Weird Things. Mumble To Yourself. Nightmares. Day-dreams. Total Anarchy And Chaos. Before You Know It, The Writer Is Either Sitting In Corner Feverishly Humming To His- Or Herself Or On Prozac. You’re Not On Prozac, Are You? (esther)

Dragons Have Sharp Talons. Sometimes I Don’t Get Out Of The Way Quickly Enough. (sebastian) Maybe You Should Fight Smaller Dragons. (channon)

Your Mother Was A Goatherder. (savitar) It’s An Honorable Profession. (takeshi) Yeah, For A Goat. (savitar)

Ectoplasmic Plane? What The Devil Is That? (simone) It’s Jargon From Those Of Us Who Are Corporeally Challenged. It’s The Great Beyond Where We Bounce Into Each Other Like Floundering Atoms. It’s Really Kind Of Gross – Which Is Why I Hang Out With You. But Only Because You’re Less Gross Than They Are. (jesse)