Brad Pitt, stuck in Pit-Fighter, about to be manhandled by pitbulls belonging to a panhandler. Don't ask; it's a long story.
I've been silent since the last two months have been weird and I've been fatigued most of the time. Said fatigue has fucked my vision up, so I now get to wear progressive lenses, whenever my glasses show up. Until then, I've stopped wearing them altogether, since my vision isn't quite as blurry without. I need a vacation.