half test, half drunk rant. bail now, faint-hearted reader, for I promise nothing but words; not even coherence. my cat Bubba is sick with an expired thyroid, but he seems to responding to meds. this weather is cold, rainy bullshit that makes me want to cling to the couch. went out with friends tonight; weird to see them getting old, especially considering they’re all younger than me. possibly addicted to twitter and chess. might score a new client soon. sure hope so, because these bills aren’t paying themselves. anyway, back to netflix so i can sleep. i want to smoke a bowl with @fartleby in the beer cooler. i am the 69%.