In the past two weeks, I have been sick, overseas, drunk, driven mad by the rabid brain-children of a true sociopath, and then sick again. I've also helped log in several hundred packages at work, entertain my little brother, and celebrated mine and my father's birthdays. The Colts lost the Super Bowl, the Winter Olympics started, and I got some new shoes.
I have renewed spirit to finish my screenplay and novel. I just wish I had the physical energy to follow through.
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I take offence at true sociopath. I'm going to cut you. Cut you till you bleed.
Or, alternatively cry. One of the two.
Please don't. If you cut me, I'll cry, then I'll be losing two humours!
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