... reflections, part IV

... tell me you all "get it," right? vamps don't have reflections... so the whole title thing i thought was pretty damned deep... even for me. okay, i really didn't even catch the rellavance until much later when a college roommate looked at me and said, "whoa... dude. like... don'tcha get it? he can reflect on his past... and yet not himself, man... cooool."

oh what a proud day. I've touched the heart and mind of a stoned roomie. whoo hoooo. i can die happy and fulfilled now. In retrospect, it was cool to have people realize that the title did have a double-meaning. even now i'm not entirely sure if we should open a book club and discuss the relevance of such with our pinkies out as we suck down our latte's and mocha swirls.

what the hell. lets. enjoy another bite: