So, you know the feeling where it's like you woke up with a hangover after charging headlong into a parked truck? Yeah, me either, by I'm pretty sure it's similar to what i feel like right now. Also, finally actually got around to coming back-ish, I suppose. Idk, boredom does weird things to people. thought for a bit my account was removed or something until an old bud helped me out a bit. Anywhoozle, I guess just saying I'm alive and junk. Might write something. Might not. Not sure yet. Looked

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Short, simple, sweet, to the point. About damned time I tried for that. Anyways, this is me telling anyone who doesn't think I'm dead or something that I have a story that should be up soon-ish. Time isn't reliant on writing it up(for once), but because I feel like actually spending some time cleaning it up a little. Also maybe another if things go well as far as writing, time, and such goes. With that said, these stories will include, yep, you guessed it, Snips and Snails! ... ... ... haha,

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Wait, so, what? What happened? How did I get 5 followers while I was away with work and school bullshit? Eh, whatever. Hey again. Sorry I've been basically dead for so long. I mean, if I have over a hundred followers, I can only assume that, considering the site and its purpose, at least a couple of you wanted to see me do word stuffs. If I'm wrong on that, then I guess I should just start a blog or some shit on here accounting shit that seems interesting or whatever. If I'm right, then I guess

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I have been stricken by a need to release some frustration, and then shortly after by the golden opportunity to do just that. For those reading who are yet unaware: I am not Christian. Far from it. In fact, for sake of attempting brevity, we'll say I'm the polar opposite. Okay, that's said and done and whatever.

Onto the rant!

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So, returning! Woo! Yeah, so, I actually had a pretty bad panic attack within an hour of posting that last blog. I was pretty torqued, to say the least. Anyways, the panic attack was actually pretty cathartic, so it wasn't a total loss being unable to move my hands or use my fingers at all for about five minutes. I apparently lost a good deal of stress from it all. Nothing like an absolute mental breakdown to reset everything, amirite?

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There's nothing more to it. Just letting you all know.

DADAISM!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOUR CAR!
FUCK YOUR CHILDREN!
FUCK YOUR CACTUS!
FUCK YOUR TURTLE!

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The monkeys, they dance for me! They dance like my little puppets around the edge of the cliffs of insolence! They dance as though they think themselves man, as though they think they will ever be full! They're dancin' ma, I sees 'em! They think they're people, grab the stones, we got a party tonight! Stoke the flames and ride the waves, live like the world is dying! It's gettin' dark now, pa, I think somethin's wrong! Bring him in, Johnny, I think he's gotten sick...

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