  Excuse me, I don't feel very chipper today. I haven't felt chipper for a few days now. What I would really love to happen right now is to be given a one way ticket to Ireland so I can dangle my feet off the nearest foggy cliff. I'm not sure how safe that is, but I really don't care. Why do I get the feeling that I'm being pimped all of a sudden? [ in my head ] Yep. I do belong in the 7th level of hell. [ in my ears ] Pure Shores by All Saints High on the lust list: 
