Busy day for me today. For the first five hours I am going to put my head between my knees and wonder where my life went wrong. This will be followed by five hours of running into a wall; five hours of sobbing; five hours of drinking and ten minutes of retching. Then, off to bed and repeat.
But don't worry 'bout me, I'm fine.
Anyhoo, today's lifeform is the kind of animal that I wish Dick Cheney was dreaming about at night, until I realize he probably does, only he is the animal.
The Angler Fish
Rising Hegemon
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