Okay, I might have a problem. All day today, now yesterday, I was jittery, shaky, feeling fat and sad. I need to stop drinking and start going to bed at a reasonable hour. 11am is unreasonable.
Okay, I might have a problem. All day today, now yesterday, I was jittery, shaky, feeling fat and sad. I need to stop drinking and start going to bed at a reasonable hour. 11am is unreasonable.
Please, give me peace.
Captain’s log. Stardate now, the time between Christmas and New Year. Everything seems quiet, but the relatives lie in wait. The opportunity they have anticipated is right after the next midnight, or this one. Maybe two more. Soon, though. Timing is vital but unimportant.
I remember a time when I was seven or eight years old, one of my overindulged and brain damaged cousins told me that crabapples were perfectly safe to eat right off the tree. We went all around Shediac (a shit-hole town too small for autocorrect) picking green apples and eating them.
We all get so many scam calls from unscrupulous people trying to convince us that we owe the IRS our soul. Or, that we should buy the extended warranty on the car we don’t own, and that Microsoft needs to speak to us about how our computer might have an unsecured IP address. Crooks trying …
Inside Doug's Head 