I still haven't gotten the hang of what exactly I'm supposed to say in this thing, but I'll follow the lead of the rest of you and speak my mind, for better or worse. (My mind is a much more interesting place than my life is at the moment, which means you should all be glad you're not getting the short end of the stick.)
For those of you (read: one person) who's still interested, I'll share: I have a bonafide badass living in my brain. Not only is he the sheriff in town (no, literally, I swear!), he actually wolfed out the last time I was through. You think the wolves in the Bourne Legacy and that Liam Neeson movie were scary? Trust me, they've got nothing on my guy. If this were the internet, I believe the only appropriate reaction to the situation would be "!!!!!!". Or maybe "dsfglkjdgljkdfgj".
Anyway, that's enough from me. What I really want to know is what fun things the rest of you have gotten up to in Sin City. Come on, help a girl out!