I need all the love that I can't get too

Yo, peoples:

Remember when I said that I took all the suck and there was none left for anyone else? Well, I meant it. I have it all here in a box.

So all my friends being dopey about their books--stop it! You cannot suck, because I have not allotted the suck to you. If you would like some suck, you'll need to fill out a requisition form, in triplicate. Your request will then be evaluated, and, if deemed appropriate, you will be placed on a waiting list to receive your suck. No suck will be handed out without the proper paperwork.

That is all.

Sincerely,
Amanda, Suck Administrator

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Happy Birthday, mrissa!

And the earth died screaming

Last night I dreamt I was collaborating with truepenny on an Old English epic poem, (caesuras...tripart alliteration...le siiiiigh) possibly regaling the exploits of some sort of SCA-like group. Or they might have been a real army. It's hard to tell. And then later Mickey Rourke wearing a prosthetic Danny Trejo face showed up.

All in all, an entertaining dream.

And, to leave you in a bad mental place, I now have a hard-on for Joe Lansdale.

Carry on, carry on.

Thought I was asleep lost to dreams I was dying in a big machine

Dreams of Shreds & Tatters

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And that completes this portion of our zombie safari.

The scene I just wrote managed to give me the creeps. I can only hope it squicks some other lucky reader too.