Well, ill start by telling you what movie I have seen. Pirate Radio. It was so fucking epic my eyes bled and I am thus now blind by how godly that movie was. Thus I highly recommend it for you classic rockers. My favorite is The Count and Quinton. That is how I think you spell his name. Ok, not onto why this journal is titles what it is. Ok, so i'm sleeping peacefully until i'm fucking awoken by something and my cat is stuck to my blanket via claw and I feel this sharp pain underneath my nose. I put my finger there, at first nothing, I put my finger to it again, blood. I then feel wet underneath my nose and I swipe my hand across it, LOT'S O' BLOOD. I go into the bathroom, mind you it's 4:30 in the morning, and i see this long gash down my face, starting a little underneath the ye, curving down around the nostril and ending underneath the nostril. Lost of blood was lost, according to me which really wasn't that much, and lot of trees were killed and cats were slapped. And now it is exactly 5:07 and I am eating cereal on the computer typing up this journal. Have a nice day and I thank you for your time.