Well, this day can fuck right off.  Didn’t like it at all.  Note to self (and you, dearest reader: never volunteer for anything.  It just never works out and ends up being unrewarding.  It’s really just a bad idea.

Didn’t write shit today.  Let somebody live and instantly regretted it.  Overcooked the wings.  Yeah.  It was that kind of day.  Nothing left but bourbon and bed.

N.P.: “Hair of the Dog” – Nazareth

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