I slept late this morning, then finally awoke feeling like I was reliving Day Two. By early afternoon I felt like Day Five, and now the pain has finally simmered down to Day Eight. Hopefully I will be back to my normal chipper, psychotic self by tomorrow. Time now for some metal and Devil Dancing, which is not unlike a rain dance except I’m expecting fire and sulfur and hellbats to fall from the heavens.
Hellbats from the heavens? Is that right? Well, we’ll see what falls on Georgia tonight.
Evil, out
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