All Things Profane and Sacred

I am emerging from my jelly-like cocoon of aloe vera to flop around in the outside world. Things to do and all that. That's right: Take charge of your life, pull yourself together. Fill in the blanks. Color inside the lines. Pay the bills. Juggle the books. No-wait, don't do that. Straight and narrow is the way.

Fuck this maturity bullshit. I want vodka.