KOOL-AID: and so i speak
Now I understand the fear of that poor nurse trying to wake me when I had concussion as a kid. I failed last night. Fell asleep in the armchair next to Landlord’s bed. Woke to the sound of… Read More
Now I understand the fear of that poor nurse trying to wake me when I had concussion as a kid. I failed last night. Fell asleep in the armchair next to Landlord’s bed. Woke to the sound of… Read More
You poor, patient bastards. Yes, thanks for hanging on. The next instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid is coming. I promise. I don’t even have the excuse of not writing. Because all of it is done. Well. The… Read More