For you simple folk, a hiatus is a prolonged leave of absence. For you intelligent folk, fuck you, you pricks.
Despite having no better way to spend all this free time on my hands, I've been trying to do what ever I can to avoid this blog and anything to do with words. You see, me and writing have this love/hate thing going on.. It loves me, but I fucking hate it. Okay, that's not entirely true. I do enjoy writing very much and do consider it one of my deepest passions. The problem is I am such a self-loathing, hate-monger that I end up despising myself and everything I do. It's very healthy.
But low and behold, here I am once again. After a month of chronic masturbation and video games, I have returned. A person can only give themselves so many reach arounds and dead hands before their soul hurts. I'm disgusted with myself. Seriously though, I think I may have run out of goo. I also believe I've seen every existing video and picture of the pornographic variety the computer has to offer. Some of the shit I have seen during this binge, I might never be able to misremember.
Fear not though my faithful little minions, poppa's got a brand new bag. And it's filled with goodies. Hopefully this is enough to quench your collective thirsts for the time being.
