So it looks like this year is going to be a year of challenge.
Not necessarily a BAD thing but a fucking CHALLENGING thing for a control freak like your narrator.
The biggest thing I am not allowed to talk about yet but I have a post already in draft and a box of tissues decimated.
And the fucking thing is like 8 words long.
If you take out the swears.
I guess, if you
are a fucking masochist try you can see this as a positive and a growing experience, the last 15 years have been hell on earth challenging and if I actually had a quiet simple life where I don’t know… WONDERFUL EXCITING NICE THINGS happened then perhaps my blood would stop flowing in my veins?
Perhaps stress is my life blood that keeps me going.
I am an adrenaline shark and if I stop I shall die.
So I need to Just. Keep. Swimming.
You have no idea how much this movie is my fucking life.
I wonder if MPS will get the irony.
P.S. You may or may not have noticed some of the taglines have changed up yonder after taking down the Christmas headers… about time I updated them. If you have any suggestions, hit a bitch up. I am tired and CHALLENGED.