In deep thought and consideration. The maneuvers for this plan must be carried out in the most carefully planned out way possible, for this time, if I fail, I fail not only myself, but the world. If this is not planned out correctly, the entire base of false truth that I thrive on will come crumbling down and I will come with it.
My mind is inside my head, trying to figure out how the fuck I will manage to get the some 40+ munchkins that currently call my closet home to just pay their damned rent ou get the hell out of my house.
I know this must be getting old to some of you, but seriously, they get into my sister's underwear drawer and do god knows what with her panties, and I'm tired of hearing her chienne about it.