Trying to string thoughts together is really a trick at this hour. I wrote this early in to mornign when I could grab a minute. Cobbled the art together 2 minutes ago. In between those times was a blur of perpetual low grade annoyans and sleepiness. I don’t think I can be interesting at the moment. My eyes want to roll back into my skull forever. I don’t know what I’ll post on monday. Maybe I can end this filler series, maybe it goes on for another FUCKING week. It’s and adventure for all of us. Joine me, shall you?