sign of life

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It's Wednesday? I'm up. Been down for an as yet not-determined number of hours. You've heard the term "fed up" before and I experienced that in probably the most complete manner of my life sometime mid-Tuesday.

At this moment, I'm maybe imagining that filthy swine taco'd in some suitably deranged fashion at, or maybe shortly after, the very nastiest point of the day. I'm not sure. My wits need to arrive. They're not here yet.

I'll try to explain after I chug some age-reduction potion and chew on some creatine gummies... more coffee... possibly open doors and windows, breathe deeply, yell a little....


pipe up any time....