Keeping it fresh since 1985.

I'm packing up again, for what feels like the millionth time. Well I will be packing up once I get back from the craft store. I am in dire need of a sketchbook. Why? I don't know. I fMeel the need to do something that will take some of this pressure off. I think I'm giving myself an ulcer, at least that's what says. I've always been a bit of a hypochondriac, but everytime I calm down and feel healthy for any period of time, something really DOES go wrong. Bah, screw it. Things will happen no matter what, no?

I have a longer post planned for tonight, but for now, this will have to do.


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