societyspliers

Havn't updated in a while, but mostly due to frustration over typing a really long post last week about someone with whom I shouldn't get involved and trying to make a decision and baring the very Stygian depths of my soul in this journal and then the fucker didn't load and it was gone forever and it was really late and I had to nap before going to work to keep people alive. Maybe I'll try retyping the story of the singer whom I'm trying to discourage from falling in Love with me but am still singing with. And that, folks, was one severely grammatically incorrect sentence.

As Winston Churchill said, "Ending a sentence with a preposition is womething up with which I will not put."