Wednesday, January 30, 2013

[Safe Mode]


Yes, January. Twenty-thirteen.

Will it be time to emerge from this protracted chrysalis stage soon...?

I. Hate.

Returning here month after month, year after year, not being able to announce something FIRM.

I won't sugarcoat it. I fucking loathe it. It's exasperating. It's demoralizing.

But -- clearly -- we are gluttons for punishment hereabouts. So we redouble our efforts in 2013. In 2013, we tear up the earth.