ferretbite

My anger is gone. I've got that strange feel of satisfaction you only get when something you've wanted for so long is finally yours and you just don't know what to do. Yes I realize objects don't make happiness but I don't care much because they sure as heck can impersonate that elusive bitch and it's oh-so-good. Plus, it was dirt cheap.

I give you my new child, the final piece of the Three Godfathers puzzle.

Eddie's Archives are now mine.



Also. I finally got that VH1 special (HEAVY, The Story of Metal) from a friend. I haven't seen it yet, as this has been one hell of a week for me, but I feel this is something everyone who loves this music should own, watch and enjoy, so, if you're interested, message me. I'm not saying everyone who does this will get a copy, but you have better chances of landing one by doing it than by just wishing they just release the DVD already.

SBADO DE CLSICO! GUILAS CONTRA CHIVAS, ESTE HAY QUE GANARLO SIEMPRE. POR HONOR, CON TODO. AMRICA Y YA. If they fuck this one up, I'm gonna be pissed off the whole week.