One headline—why believe it?

Just now, I fell asleep for ten minutes and dreamed of a girl who tried to drown herself, but the sea threw her back with dead-black hair and skin as milky and brittle as old ice, her mouth crowded with viperfish needles of teeth. I blame handful_ofdust's Innsmouth pin-ups.

For my birthday, my parents got me a bisexual unicorn T-shirt. I am wearing it out tonight to hear The Phantom of the Opera (1925) with live music at the Coolidge. I have never, actually, seen Lon Chaney in anything before.