Premeditated Misconduct

I went home yesterday and proceeded to write until I couldn't think of anything else to say. Here's the results.

( Ranting, raving, and foaming at the mouth )

( She works hard for the money... )

( Blurb )

( On the beast within )


And yeah, I feel better today and the weather is gorgeous, I get paid tomorrow and we can go grocery shopping, and for now, once more, the world seems an ok place. My demons have be appeased by the offering of words and tears, and have quietly retreated. That's good enough for now, although I am already thinking about how to shut them up for good.
Right. I'm off to go online rat shopping.