Jun 10, 2022
I tried fasting for three days to know what it felt like to be sonic the hedgehog, only to I, myself, realize, that I will never achieve any semblance of speed remotely approximating the amount this author was on at the time of writing this story. I feel blessed to have received this tale, nay this thesis epic of body and mind-building proportions, into the temple of cones, rods, neurons, and synapses that composes the shrunken remnant of my salted slug eyes and dog toy chewed brain stem that still remained after being literally-not-figuratively blown away by this masterpiece. Anyways,
Meal came late, covered in lamb's blood. Fish was burnt to a crisp, just the way I like it. Delivery boy made for a fitting sacrifice to Barthl-tuuhl-thil'Gamesh.
7/5 Panic Attacks before my Wedding
Mazel-tov!