I promise I'll be back tomorrow complaining like a whiney bitch about a moer of a hangover. Today sucked and I'm going to attempt alcohol induced near-suicide in a bit.
But tomorrow I will be back to my usual belligerent, bouncy self.
Just thought I couldn't leave you without an explanation.
You'll miss me too much.
And we can't have you worry...
Spread The Love? What Is The Fucking Point?