No Rest for the Wicked

It's 2:30 in the morning and I *should* be asleep. Alas, I can not. No, it's not because of drugs or alcohol - fuckers.

Thanks Ferg, BH and Bianca for keeping me level headed. You see, when I told any of them I was scared shitless, they were all, "get over it, you've got work to do." Hee.

They really do know me so well.

Yeah, this is my family and I love each and every fucking one of them.

Details forthcoming.