Grotty bits...
Just started reading Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk. I had high hopes but thus far it's like reading a cross between Fight Club and Glamorama, ie. not at all appealing. Blah, blah, designer shoes, Blah, Blah, I'm plastic, Blah Blah. Hopefully things will improve. And what the hell kinda name is Chuck? It sorta falls off the tongue, like a pot roast. Ick. Chuck. Unforgivable really.
Assuming I get this software figured out, I'll be planning to bring you updates at least one a day. Ego strokin' sounds fun, plus I've always wanted to be a writer, like Richie on Happy Days.
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