I mean, look at that thing, the heart attack is on its way! Okay, that's gonna be a hell of a huge box, to fit all your shit in. ...morbid discussion.
Yeah, might be nice to forgo the angst and secrecy and beating each other up. You have fun, stay safe.
I'm volunteering at a women's shelter. Well, Ruby works there and I've been meaning to do it for months but you know. OC bullshit or riots in the streets have thus prevented it. But not really any plans besides that.