What time is it?

Oh, that's right. It's "you've got to be fucking kidding me o'clock". So Why in the hell am I awake? Because sitting in my ass a week after surgery is messing with my normal sleep schedule. So over the next few days, I'll be writing a bunch of the random thoughts that pop into my head when, like now, I have way too much free time.

I had let this thing lie fallow far too long and now it's time to see (now that I can kind of see) how I can best vent some of this free floating hostility.