The Wreckoning, Pt 7

Two hours of couchsleep left me with one of the shittiest lab reports I can recall penning (but not reading). After spending a day scorching my hands with boiling ethanol -- if you ever ask me to distill anything but my ruggedness, I'll kill you yaddadda? -- I figured it was time to celebrate, Badger Liquor style. So here I am, and that's that.

I'ma miss the Boot Camp Clik show tonight, but I guess I've never seen a show at the Annex that I , y'know, enjoyed. In its place I've been listening to Enta Da Stage and Da Shinin'. And drinking. This is pretty much what I would have wanted outta that show, anywho.

Sweatfest continues.