So... This is a thing, ya? Ya...
I come and go on this sight so bloody often there is a revolving door with my name on it. did that make sense? No... No it didn't.
Uh... Might post some ramblings on here not that I'm no longer a whiny little child. Keep myself occupied at work!
For the time being, The Gojira has returned!
Poems and a Journal for me to rant and rave
poems on some pages, rants and complants on others. But they will go unread, cause no one reads this thing. Ah well... If you do read it, you deserve a cookie!