Well. The war is twelve days old now. Hulk Hogan won. Everything is fine. The best part is, I’ve been writing like a maniac. Well, not like a maniac. If I was writing like a maniac, I’d be pumping out Unibomber manifestos and other such ilk. Writing like a man possessed? No, because then I’m be spewing out lines like BOW TO ME FOR I AM YOUR OVERLORD. PS, if you want to have fun today, please repeat “Bow to me for I am your overlord” in the evilest voice you can. Fun!
I am tired, tired, tired. Mainly tired of paying bills. I hate credit cards, and banks, and people that want high interest payments. Time to go back to writing…
MISS MASSACRE
Angel Falls
