Just got back from killing some shit. I am a terrible shot right now. Pretty much all the furry and or feathered creatures are safe around me. Didn't help that I couldn't sleep the whole time I was gone. Monday I turn "Middle Age"! Big party at the bar. $200 tab. Drink till you can't see straight or until you have to buy your own damn drinks cheapskates. Back to conquer the world of laundry. Away! 