Hey, everybody! I ain’t dead. I seem to have turned into into a small terrestrial isopod, but I’m making do.
Oh yeah, there’s also the crippling anxiety and depression. That’s kind of a bummer. Oh, well. As they say:
“Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free”












