But tomorrow you'll have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about. You won't understand me at all. You'll be disappointed that I would feel 'that' way.
Friday? Well, it's anyone's guess.
What you see is what you get...today. This hour.
I can't promise you what you will get next. I make no promise of a singular personality. Or a preview of things to come.
Stick around, don't stick around. That's up to you. It won't be boring. Probably NSFW.
Are you up for it?