Yeah, so I’m a recluse now and live in a cave.
I still have a girlfriend, 9 months, which for me is like a new world record,
and about the only thing separating me from complete man-trollhood.
Luckily it seems some girls are inept at recognizing genetic deficiencies,
which leaves the door open for reproduction for me. I guess like everything else, the evolutionary burden will have to be beared by some future generation.
We bought a ouija board, and get drunk and ask it questions. It glows in the dark.
I’m going to go meander around for a while.