May I Go Home Now?

It’s effing May! How the chunks does that happen? I demand it be February again! Of 2002 if possible. But alas…

I don’t have much to say, as usual. Do ghosts dream? Can time travellers vote? Will the moon ever shut up? Can frogs become cyborgs?

The answer to some of those questions is “no”.

I don’t want to go to work.

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