Apr. 7th, 2010

The gods of New York City have all gone crocodile mad. The god of Urban Legends must be shitting him or herself at the exciting thought of them all ending up in the sewers once people get bored of them.

As for me, I'm not having a pet monster of my own because I already have Set for that? I'd like to keep all my limbs.

I miss Venice (and California in general) like mad.