As you may have noticed I made tons of typing errors. Get over it. I'm tired and I can't sleep because some sugar-high raver can't shut up for the life of them so I thought I'd write this to stop myself from filling up another one of my closets with skeletons. I really need a bigger closet. A new one would work too.

Anyways, yes, I wrote this story for a reason. Will I tell you why? Ha! No.

Well, to all my reviewers:

Have a Horrid Holiday!

Sweet Nightmares,
Raven Zinthos (Your friendly neighborhood stranger).

Remember the best quote this Holiday:

Bahumbug -- Ebinezer Scrooge (sp?)