You guys, I'm trying so hard to give you a new post.
It's just that life keeps getting in the way.
As it does. Thanks, life, you complete asshole.
I'm not mad.
This is just what life does. May as well get mad about fleas biting dogs or Kardashians whoring on fame.
I need to go to sleep right now. More than I need to write you a marginally brilliant new post. It may be close, but there you go.
So good night, and please keep checking back for new content.
It's possible I'll be closer to normal tomorrow.
Or, you know, I'll drink myself into oblivion, and you can read about that.
Always wanting to provide unique editorial, is the point.
Night, my loves.