Lately, I’ve been feeling tired.

Scratch that, I’m weary.

These are the times when I wish (just slightly) that I could regress to the party-going, drug-taking, responsibility-shirking person I was ten years ago. I am definitely in need of a life vacation / psycho-emotional enema.

Ah well. There’s always the Sopranos, and the Iron Chef.

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