Lots happened.
I'm trying to make this sound like an entry in a moldy orange diary, but we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?
Anyways, someone I absolutely loathe from the seat of my pants is back in close proximity.
I thought I was finally getting mellow and keeping my intolerance in check and along comes this most vexing character.
I felt pins jabbing at my skull real horrorshow, O my brothers.
I don't understand why I hate the way I do.
I don't like how I cling on to antipathy like I know nothing else.
Help!
Thanks for listening.
May you be covered in moondust.
