Ink Blots

The clock is ticking. Loudly.
I suppose I’ve started the stopwatch to see if I can survive the ten-day marathon with minimum research done and perhaps even lesser clarity to back me up.
Hold that thought. Maybe I’m not so bad. Can’t make up my mind.
The irony.
I’m seeing too many lines highlighted. Silly me.
What did I say [...]

I’ve got mine.
Who says you can’t get more than two slices of cake for eight dollars?
p/s: currently in love with The Weepies.
Anyone feeling generous enough to buy me the new album?
… got yours?