It's hardly as if I need pancakes, but it was a lot of fun going last year and I like the idea of making it a tradition of sorts. I've already stopped attending meetups and haven't been to one in around 3 months now and I wonder if things keep getting worse, how long it'll be before I cease to function entirely. There are times I wish I could just strap some explosives to myself and go off and be a suicide bomber. Maybe the next time Ahmadinejad just happens to be in the neighborhood. I don't even want the 72 black-eyed virgins or crystal-clear raisins. Just some release and peace might be nice.
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Pancaked pain
It's hardly as if I need pancakes, but it was a lot of fun going last year and I like the idea of making it a tradition of sorts. I've already stopped attending meetups and haven't been to one in around 3 months now and I wonder if things keep getting worse, how long it'll be before I cease to function entirely. There are times I wish I could just strap some explosives to myself and go off and be a suicide bomber. Maybe the next time Ahmadinejad just happens to be in the neighborhood. I don't even want the 72 black-eyed virgins or crystal-clear raisins. Just some release and peace might be nice.
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