less cock, more apples

I feel strange these days. I'm not sure what to say, but for unknown reasons, I feel obliged to say something. Upon returning to school, I realize that although I am terrified of having absolutely no clue what comes next, I'm virtually dripping with juicy anticipation and excitement at the prospect of doing something...new. I have a laundry list of ideas, but no solid plans.

Maybe that's all I need.



I felt that since my thoughts read like one of those inspirational posters people hang in their bathrooms to inspire great shits, I should include an equally worthy image -- happy shits and giggles darlings