In which I proceed to talk about various things that are boring to most people but are endlessly fascinating to me.

What’s coming is completely inevitable, unavoidable. It will happen as sure as the sun rises.

Sooner, rather than later. Weeks, maybe, months. Days?

I don’t want to be here when it happens. I don’t want to be here at all.…

This is a long and painful and ultimately completely fruitless entry that makes little to no sense and contains absolutely no positive points whatsoever. So, don’t read it.

Handout.

In other news, I am losing it. I am totally fucking losing it.

The First HAVE A NICE LIFE show ever will be on November 10th at the Manchester American Legion. Check Myspace for more info.

I’m sitting next to Joelle, who is laboriously typing out some facts about Roger Williams, all on her own. She complains about my handwriting, since I took down her original notes. She asks why it is so bad, to which…