I don’t know, I guess I’m doing allright…
Yesterday was benign, except for the part where, hearing a “party” down the hall, I decided to wander over and drink way too much free wine. I slept on the floor of my windowless office like a baby, and woke up with the “holy shit, I forgot to go to work” feeling, but it was still early.
The shoplifting paper has a beginning, and this semester is starting to reveal its ending, the final act if you will, when your dear author slowly (or quickly – depending on how much caffine I can injest in how short of time) decends into madness (and civilization).
This morning was beautiful though – warm and dirty.
Your Blood – Destroyer