You know it's a sad day when "P" for Philosophy changes to "P" for Partying. I've been out more this month than I've lived in my house and spent the kind of amount that exceeds the GDP of Uganda. No offense to Ban Ki Moon, of course. In this Partying spree, I've managed to fuck many things up- including my finger. On a...
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Cineaste. Cybernaut. Bad Bitch. Snobster is the greatest person you’ll ever meet. And the worst.
