As this shithole, donkey-fucking, cluster-fuck of a year comes to a close, I cannot tell you how relieved I am! Things seem to be calming down. Dealing with a divorce, civil lawsuit, and losing my job all in one year is enough to drive one to drinking. Unfortunately, I was driven to drinking years ago. People just look at you like you have a problem if you say “driven to Xanax and Ambien.” With court dates, mediation dates, and the end of my job coming in the next couple of months, I can’t wait to put this shotgun to the face of 2016 and pull the trigger.
Dear 2017, Don’t fuck with me, or you will end up a headless, laying-in-your-own-pool-of-blood corpse, just like 2016.
On a much brighter note, I have started writing The Amanai Resurrection.