Chris

Exile to the Sniffle Dimension!!

I must be brief for my time here is short. Soon, the mucusoid devils that rule the Sniffle dimension will return for me, dragging my poor immune system into their mire of goop, and robbing me of my higher reasoning (what little of it I possess). I warn all of you, gentle readers, of theContinue reading “Exile to the Sniffle Dimension!!”

Anxiety, Anxiety, you give me no mercy

Well would you look at that-I have a phobia! Telephonophobia! I am reluctant and, at times, afraid to have a conversation on the telephone. I’m not usually someone who supports self-diagnosis (I am still not a doctor) but in this case it’s pretty obvious. And it makes sense. It’s the last vestigial element of myContinue reading “Anxiety, Anxiety, you give me no mercy”

I thought I was going to have a clever title

But it turns out, the song that I thought I was going to borrow the title of, sending the readers on a small scavenger hunt to discover an obscure but enjoyable song, doesn’t actually exist. Instead I will be blunt-go listen to some Morrissey. With the Smiths, or solo, you choice. I’m surprised how muchContinue reading “I thought I was going to have a clever title”