Friday, February 11
I'm losing it. I can't write anymore. The special touch is gone. I'm turning into a fucking sap and there's nothing that can be done about it. And I'm going to keep sprouting up pointless posts until I get up to one thousand.
"It often happens that I wake up at night and begin to think about a serious problem and decide I must tell the Pope about it. Then I wake up completely and remember that I am the Pope."
- Pope John XXIII
My favorite thing to do during my spare time is skinning my neighbors' pet pomeranians and trading their fur to crack dealers in Newark.