Slept all day. Awoken at 4:37. Landlady complaining about smell. She has five children by five different fathers. I am sure she cheats on welfare. Soon it will be dark. Beneath me, this board, it screams like an abattoir full of retarded children. /pw/. On Thursday night, a wrestler died in Tampa Bay. Somebody knows why. Down there...somebody knows. The dusk reeks of shitposting and low quality spamming. I believe I shall take my exercise.

Feel slightly depressed. This board is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips? Never despair. Never surrender. I leave the human cockroaches to discuss their low effort console warring and porn threads. I have business elsewhere with a better class of person.