On the first day of the month of Phoebe...

...who was renownded for some feebish things the telling of which would be wondrous to recount, I HAVE to say first and foremost that this IS a web-log, a blog, sort of a diary type thing, so I CAN write my secret stuff and sort of publish it to the world on condition that I remain anpnymous locally, and can only be found at www.historyaftercountingnumbers.blogspot.com where of course I reveal all the dirty secrets I would not reveal in public,voluntarily.Or otherwise.
Anyway, I AM drunk.
vombination of a night spent watching aDVD of several episodes of "Supernatural" and sleeping at two and then getting, literally drunk, in the p[hysical sense.
but they say, whoever they are. 'in vino veritas' and now, before I pass out as I see myself about to, I will say,
NEVER will I forgive nicky? and have a life with her. She dies.
The mom? well, another problem, but now my brain is overloaded.
Sorry!
of sorts