I found a used Marc Almond CD today for $8.99. I actually debated about whether or not it would be any good, which was really stupid because... well, you see a used Marc Almond CD, you frickin' buy it! There are to be no debates, there are to be no questions. Ever. I must be getting senile. 

I was actually looking for the "Hannibal" soundtrack but they didn't have it. Bastards. 

Pandora and I went to Stigmata after watching it last night since, you know ::cough:: we were in the area. The last time I went was probably in '98 and it was in a shitty restaurant on Vermont called Pedro's Bar and Grill. 

Anyway.  

All the rumors about this new incarnation of Stig are true: after two it's raverland. Candyraverkids, their glowsticks and pacifiers, the I'm-A-Real-Friend-So-I'm- Spinning-Pretty-Lights-In-Your-Eyes-So-You-Can-Have-The- Complete-Drug-Experience thing... the whole cliché. It was amusing to watch. For five minutes. 

Of course we're going back in two weeks. But I'm not staying past two dammit.