Well, it's been another one of those nights where I would have loved to have been able to stay asleep if only it weren't for the stabby sensations. The randomness of it all is one of the more obnoxious part of this whole thing. There are times where everything runs on a fairly consist schedule. Pop pills ever 4-5 hours, things go spiffy. Then there ( Read more... )

I do. Not enough so that I'd be willing to play buttdarts or anything, but it's love all the same. One of those macho, manly loves. You know how it is ( Read more... )