So I read the first half of Fight Club earlier today. I’ll probably read the rest of it before I go to sleep tonight. It’s decent, so

Back on track for Japan. Still haven’t found a good enough reason not to give it a shot. Booyah. I’ve noticed something annoying relating to

The waters have been duly muddied again. It’s a much-expected change of heart that has me once again pointing in the direction of NYC and

Why the fuck is it that nobody ever seems to give a shit about what you do, where you go, etc until some particular moment

Carboot Soul by Nightmares on Wax is the album of the night. Solid stuff. It occurred to me that, now that I have this nifty new

So apparently I never mentioned which books I ordered before… Yup, I’m an idiot. Here they are, all linked and stuff. 1, 2, and 3. Not that this

God bless pain-killers. Let me say that much to start with. Granted, I’m doing very well with my post-op swelling and pain – both are

I believe my face has now reached what should be the peak of its post-operation swelling. I now know what my face would look like

The wrathful East of smoke and ironCrowded in a broken crown;The Archer of the Jersey mireNaked in a rusty gown;Railroad creeping toward the fireWhere the

Dear God Find me among these shattered soulsThat I may be saved Show me which stones to overturnThat I may find your message Lead me