Tuesday, 07 October 2008
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LET'S PRETEND WE DON'T EXIST; LET'S PRETEND WE'RE IN ANTARCTICA
I tried going to bed two hours ago, but for some reason I am still awake. I really am exhausted, too.
I can't get this song out of my head.
Sylar in an apron represents everything I'm looking for in a man.
Ok, not really.
But sorta.
Life is weird. Like really weird sometimes.
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Comments (9)
I love the redemptive story of Sylar in an apron...cooking breakfast...for his son. Ah, it's good stuff. Let's see what this says about Becky - oh, that's she's more normal than she thought. She is looking for a "bad boy gone good". Hm.
I am waiting on the washing machine so I can go to bed.
O.o (My head is still not wrapping around Sylar in apron, but that's not your fault).
i like that song.
life is weird.
don't yell at me. i've still never watched heroes. i haven't had time to. so i cannot comment on this sylar you keep speaking of.
@j_r_stoney - He's not really that important.
Jack will be so sad....
wow...I never thought I would hear you say that...it's kinda creepy!
What? You don't like whiny-emo girl, Peter? Shocking!
Okay, but did he really need such dorky glasses to finish the transformation to apron-Sylar?
@sastark - Am I supposed to?