Zen and the Art of Murder, part 2
Adding to my stress is the utter chaos in my life. It’s a whirlwind of shit.
Hey, everybody, there’s
a shit cloud coming! Run for your lives!
Anyway, I received this book for Christmas a year or two ago and haven’t cracked it yet. Which is too bad because I really need to:
Look, I am trying to read it.
Gross.
I am so tired. I’m working on the ch-ch-ch-changes, though. More to come.
