why do they leave?

[tidyscars]

I've finally decided to clean up my computer, and not just keep adding hard drives when I run out of space. Good, yes, but you and I both know there is always a down side to these events. Old photos. So I have the urge to cut my hair, never eat again, and buy another banjo. How, on God's green earth, did I ever think this was a beer belly? In comparison to now! And to the extent that I showed someone, pointed out that I thought that it was a beer belly. Now I know it was only the way I was standing. Perhaps I shall call my current situation a keg belly and be done with it. O weeping soul! O Jesu! O anorexia!



Not to mention the gashes on my neck. Cripes. And the alarming realisation that I have no head.