t3chmonkey

Sometimes the darkness inside of me gets ahold of the keyboard and taps out bitter and angry journal entries. But he wears himself out pretty fast.

And I come back and edit the entries so they have the same message but a little more succinct and without all the fire and brimstone and names of people to slaughter with malevolent glee.

I took all of that and pared it down to: I HAD A POOPY DAY.

Better, no?