I was going to write about

how the second half of my day was fantastic, peaceful, and had renewed the happy feeling I had a while back.

Then I read Warren Ellis’ feed.

that man is one twisted dude, but I love him.

Guess that means I’m going to Hell too.

He’s so very, very right about the last bit of it.

Have booze handy.

You’ll need it after you gouge out your eyes and ears.