On a totally random note...

Mate Kamaras puts me in an insanely good mood. Oh, yes.

A little bit of Uwe Kroger to end the night doesn't hurt, either.

Maybe a touch more Mate Kamaras, then my life will be complete.

(I swear to god, if I was dating/married, I would leave my boyfriend/husband for Mate.

In a heartbeat.)

/end fangirling. For now.