Hell? Yes!

So, I'm back. Bitches. And I'm not really lovin' it. I am even MORE BUSY than I was told I'd be...3L, to me, means thrice the loneliness, thrice the pretention, thrice the fucking idiotic mind games. So what do I do? I drink. And smoke. And smoke. The worst thing about the "bermuda grass" (shit, I'm old!) is that it makes me even more paranoid, loud, obnoxious, and angry than I am naturally. And I'm pretty fucking paranoid and angry. And I like to scream. And I'm obnoxious as hell.
So, yeah. I need some goddamned encouragement. Help a bitch out...