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              “--THIS CAN ONLY END IN TEARS! ”

if anyone would have told me that i would be playing a nuerotic bat version of renfield to a crazzy russian monk.... i would have laughed at you. i would have laughed even harder if you told me that said bat would achieve over 600 followers. BUT HERE WE ARE! bartok is shocked-- i am amazed. but, either way, i am still hearing ‘bartok the magnificent’ playing in the background.

i know i have been a bit inactive as of late. for that i blame my recent stress levels and my other blogs. BUT i am planning on being a bit more active once i fix all of my icons.

anyways, back to sentiment. you are all great and fabulous and i could not have asked for better followers or friends.

Below are a small handful of friends and people that I find to be a real treat to either talk to. or that I look up to exponentially.

I figured, when it finally comes down to it, I shall extend upon this list in the future.

“Because as a frog                         –which I temporarily am – I find it to be, how do you say, offensive.”

There are several questions that Bartok wishes to pose at this current juncture but, instead, he chooses to go with the simplest.

[ distant sound of crickets chirping ]

“You are hilarious, my strange-looking friend. Absolutely hilarious.”

❝ Do ya get it? Because frogs HOP? ❞ 

                [ cue disappointed bat pouting ]

“What do you say?”

        Bartok waits a few beats before grinning,                           positively pleased with himself.