||[Feb. 9th, 2007|01:01 pm]
Deirdre Ionúin Gallagher
I hate this stupid planet. I hate it so very very much with the passion and loathing of a thousand million firey suns of Krypton (WHICH ARE RED WHICH MEANS...MORE...FIREY...!!!) I almost typed 'Sons of Krypton' which would be flamey Supermans. Them too, goddammit.
I wish Peter were here :(
EF got the gig. Which seems kinda...flat now. But we opened for Spectre and Sacrifice before we found out about all this. I don't know what's going to happen now. It all ends on the 13th anyway. My first night in Chicago is the 16th.
Oh, and my Mam can't have babies.