Whoa, whoa, what the hell- there's people here now? Okay, okay, let me- let me just- Whew. A moment, taking a breath here, I wasn't expecting- I mean, yes, I did post about

Each night I draw a little closer to the edge, a little nearer to midnight. The clock ticks, the wind blows outside the window, the just massive doses of THC I've recently inhaled

Hello, friends. As I write this, it is 45 minutes to midnight on the East Coast on March 6th, 2022. While it seems presumptuous of me to assume the sun will rise tomorrow,

Day 5 of our lovely little experiment continues, and welcome back, dear reader. I've missed you. Look. I know things got a little real back there in the previous entry. Maybe you're coming

Coming in just under the wire and continuing to fail in my claims that I will be writing these during work hours, but at least I'm keeping the streak alive. And let's hope