It's official

I just want it officially on record that I hate hay fever. Itchy roof of my mouth - what the hell is that about?

Thank you.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled programmes.

More than even I could stomach

I can eat almost anything that
A) is not still alive
B) does not involve an organ that filters the animal's bodily waste products and
C) is not beetroot (*shudders*)

but Monday morning? 6:15am (well, it was then any way)? Hot chips? And Gravy? And Vanilla Coke?

What were you thinking of?

The grumpy old bastard's going away now!

Universal are morons

I have no other words.

Above suspicion, beyond reproach and beneath contempt

The title of the post, btw, is a quote from Dexter describing himself.

I have just finished reading Darkly Dreaming Dexter and Dearly Devoted Dexter. Because I have great problems writing reviews without spoilers, ( the rest of the review is behind the cut. )