23:26 - !J.O.O.E.! Mary would have wet herself probably if she'd seen him.
23:21 - !J.O.O.E.! That reminds me that there was a guy at the party last night who was the spitting image of a young Fenriz. He had one of the stupid caps that neo-thrashers wear and a battle jacket with all the badges kept on by safety pins.
Out of all places, Cyprus is not really the one I expect my Blackened Funeral Doom to come from. Personally I've never set foot on that island, but it's supposed to be pretty sunny over there. Once again, depression and misery prove to work in mysterious ways. After listening to Black Bile's first demo my heart aches to go there and see what could possibly evoke such succumbing emotions.