Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Monday, December 17, 2007
If I Didn't Have Bad Luck...
Nope; managed about an hour tonight. Finally gave up at 4, and got up. Mean to try and do something useful, but difficult, because my brain is so fuzzy, and it's too early to do much noisy.
2 comments:
I agree with the first one!
Don't start trying to steal my main tagline shroom! I'm watching you!
Mwah!
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