I haven't been really busy. In fact I haven't been busy at all, it's just getting hard to force myself back to reading this crappy book. Too many other things to do that are more pleasant. Poke red hot needles in my eye balls. Eat light bulbs.
I'm having a real cage match with temptation—he says to just sum it all up
Last Ten ChaptersBut my one and only loyal reader dragged my ambition back from the brink of death, gave it mouth to mouth and propped it back at the keyboard. Thanks, one and only loyal reader. You asshole.
More of the same old bullshit