The good stuff isn’t here. It’s in a book that I still haven’t finished which I started writing in, say, 6 years ago. It has all sorts of tidbits. But I think I should start a fresh one because I feel like I’m bound to go somewhere really good with my life now.
Yes, this is the gayest post I’ve written yet. And it’ll just get gayer, folks. But it’ll never be as gay as what you’d read in the book I haven’t started writing in yet.