My health is fading.
The endless stream of spoilers across my dash makes Tumblr a hostile environment for me. I can barely surf the web any more.
Hope fades, day by passing day.
The postie has advanced a ninja level. They managed to drop off one solitary envelope [bank statement] while my back was turned.
I must be more vigilant.
…yet my energy wanes without the precious sustenance of new Steam Powered Giraffe melodies…
I must gather my strength so I can hope for tomorrow’s delivery.
Deliverance will come.
Deliverance will come…