Dec 05, 2010 23:02
Argh, fuck you Cataclysm. This must be like quitting smoking and being surrounded by smokers . . . all the while watching new, amazing tobacco products being released. I'M NOT COMING BACK. I'M HAPPY OVER HERE.
. . . With my, like, infected kidneys. I'm just going to take more cranberry pills and read about some fucking ghosts. GHOSTS.
In other news: I'm starting up a dream journal again. The shit my brain comes up with must absolutely be documented for posterity. Conflicted, bisexual Wall Street traders and broken potato salad promises.