As anyone who's read me for any length of time knows, I write more goodly when I'm in a bad mood.
Now, it's been a while since I've written anything goodly. Over a year, I think. I say, I think, because to actually go back and check would be hard and stuff.
This past January sucked - maybe I wrote goodly in January.
Crap, what was I going to write about?
Oh, yeah. My previous entry.
I wonder who knows what the fuck that's all about. I've written the same kind of entry three times now. They have all meant the same thing.
I'm not ashamed.
This time, I went almost 1,200 days, but then I cried. Like a fucking baby. Saturday afternoon to be precise, a little before 5:00 PM. I had a good fucking reason, and anyone who disagrees can feel free to blow me. And maybe trade lives with me for a while. To see if he/she can stand it as well as I have.