Enough is enough, AmeriKKKA, so I'm back. Hoist your respective forties high into the sky, flick your Bics, and sway, sway, sway. Raise your hands in the air, as though you haven't a care, because I've seen a million faces, my friends, and I've rocked them all.

I'm happy to report that the pain and disorientation of my cold is finally gone, though a bit of nasal congestion remains. This, coupled with my naturally somewhat nasal voice and the occasional eruption of gurgling phlegm with which the cold has left me, should be a treat for the recipients of all the calls I need to make today.

But that aside for a moment.

I generally refrain from sharing personal information on here, preferring instead to keep this an untainted source of raw fucking hilarity. But, because I know how much you all care for me, I thought it about time I let you in on a big development in my life. In a couple of weeks I'll be leaving where I live and moving someplace else.

I'll pause so you can digest the news.

I know what you're thinking. You're moving where? Oh, dear lovaman, how will such a place respond to a talent the magnitude of yours? I'll tell you how: They'll get hard nipples.

The reason I mention this is that I expect some of the next few weeks' posts will deal with the news a bit less and more with the tragicomic trials of an interstate move. That means ya'll better start doing some crunches, 'cause I'm about to bust guts.

Boo ya.

Analogcabin @ 7:14 AM
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