MORE LIFE FROM HELL

Just when I get a bit giddy, I find myself reading the news online and I am reminded that I am in HELL. HELL does not want you to be happy. If you could see HELL you would say "Fuck this. Why should I even try?" But that would undo the very premise of HELL. So just realize when you are feeling exhuberant and ten feet tall, HELL has got a plan for a bullshit special concocted and it is about to hit you hard. So when you book a cruise to the Bahamas, expect a Norovirus attack and a week of the shits at the least and who knows? Maybe a shark attack death while you snorkel, mesmerized by all the colorful fish that just seemed to disappear. Hate to be a buzz kill, but life will kill you. Really. Enjoy the ride. This is HELL. Do not blame the messenger.