what am i even doing

ring ring, they call me john telephone

Our time has come. The button pressed, and a simple act has meaning. A single word repeats across the stars and then our hearts. Greatness. And comes the time when all must ask, what goes to hide? What loss so great to scroll our names as sand or chisel them in concrete. Good night, my friends. Good night to all.

its come to my attention i am green.

its always "good morning sunshine!" and never "why is the evil ball of radiation burning me alive?". I think we should question the suns true intentions more.

cooking up the mysterious meat in the big mysterious pot, a wonderful way to end a terrible day filled with dread

you

5th cup of coffee for the night. some would call this insane, and to those people I say "omg are you thinking about my safety and wellbeing awww thank uu". I'd probably also drink more coffee

the only thing better than a good day is a great day. Make tomorrow a great day by drinking more coffee! remember: someone out there always loves you, because im always out there! signing off.

big things planned for tomorrow. None of those plans will get done of course, but the plans themself are big.