On the edge...

I'm not suited to dealing with anything other than what I've self restricted my brain for. I'm quick to change moods.

A perfectly reasonable evening followed by sense of abstraction and faults. If I could laugh at myself I would, self pitying arsehole. The internet is the Devils invention isn't it, what a waste of time this all is...

...see you tomorrow.



You'll see.
They think I'm off my crust as I creep about the gaff.
But I'm really getting ready to surprise them all.
Because I'm busy sorting out the problems of the World.
And when I reveal all, I may get a crinkly mouth.