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Tonight, I must drink until my face falls off. Then I must wake up really early and put my face back on, then drink until my ass falls off. Don't worry, all in the comfort of my own home, which will be characteristically empty except for the presence of a piece of shit drunk.
It's serendipitous, actually. It's a commentary on life. It's science, but it's art.
I might take pictures for the november photo contest.
Really, I can do it if I want. No one is the wiser. Not even bud.
Periodically I might poke my ass out a window and tell the world to kiss it.
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