I’m done. They let me loose. Graduated Stigma cum Loud. Now I have to DO SOMETHING. Get work, or apply for financial assistance, or start a counterfeit operation. Gotta find a hobby. Gotta leave the… Read More →
I’m on drugs, and not the fun ones. My goal is to kick the habit one day, but unlike addiction to illegal drugs, my dependence is strongly encouraged, enabled, and even compounded by… Read More →
CRAP. I thought I could, but I can’t. It’s not you, it’s me. Trust me. It really is me. A dear friend is moving today, and I offered to help, because that’s what good friends… Read More →
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