忙しいところで申し訳ない

Nobody e-mail me today. I have to work like a bastard so I can get out of here at a reasonable hour and go to Capoeira. For the past couple days I've been completely unable to concentrate at work due to a leftover state of euphoria from this weekend, which I have decided not to go into in detail. I'm keeping it for myself, damn it! And if you were there for any part of it, you are partially responsible for this distracted state I'm in, so thanks a fucking lot.

Also, sorry but people need to stop commenting anonymously. Tell me who you are, at least give me a nickname that gives me a hint, or I sit there scratching my head for the rest of the day wondering who the fuck is leaving me cryptic messages. I've got enough crap on my mind as it is!

Finally, be on the lookout for Reverend Glasseye, who has successfully conquered Boston and is spending the month of May plundering the rest of the country.