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This movie, so far, has been quite interesting. I have, yet, to finish it. After it is over, I plan to give my opinion on it in a journal, if I find it worthy enough.

I like to run. Preferably, I like to run through the woods. I've always wondered, exactly, why this is. I, simply, run and feel as though I am a deer running for my life. I like it. The feeling of running with fear; beside fear, as though it is my friend. Every day, I am running, walking, and wandering for my life. It's inevitable, of course, I cannot run forever. This is an entry about running. Yet, it has turned into an entry about death.

I, many times over, read a book series about a boy, Vladimir Tod, who was a special vampire. Born of a human mother and vampire father. Fiction, of course, but it intrigued me, nonetheless. On many occasions, Vlad Tod drank heated, microwaved, blood from a coffee mug. Sometimes, he dipped chocolate chip cookies into the blood. He commented, many times, that he enjoyed the combination very much. It was, indeed, his favorite. Every time I indulged in this series, I became, increasingly, curious. I wondered, I do a lot of wondering throughout my day, if the taste was as good as he described. The point of this journal is, that I do not have the means of acquiring one of the two ingredients in this fictional recipe and I wish to find someone who finds interest in such a taste and wishes to try it themselves. I want to know if the taste is as good as stated. If anyone reads this and decides to try this, let me know. I wish to know the conclusion of this experiment of sorts.

-Evra