Journal of a Rocket Surgeon

[DarthSussudio]

Show us, don't tell us. ;-)

Show you don't tell you what?

My banal observations about the bestest lil' ol' mediocre life I am living right now?

Or that I can tear people to shreds and then gently, politely, tenderly kick them in the ribs while they're down so as not to leave any marks?

Or would you prefer the pedantic? You can't show any one anything on an internet forum, you must tell them everything.

Unless it's pictures of cats, or boobs, or something horrifying like that picture of the person with the multiple layers, and rows of extra teeth in their upper pallet... (cannot be unseen... never sleep again...)

And I was wrong, it didn't take until finals before I had another "rough patch". Last weekend was bloody awful. Foul mood out of nowhere, head aches and so on.

Kind of just like my life before. And just like my life before, it's time to go to class.