So...

This is what it feels like to get stabbed in the back. RIP, Vampire Radio.

No warning. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.

Any concerns he had, he should have come to me or to one of the other staffers and given us a chance to solve them. He didn't. I can't help but feel utterly betrayed and made a fool of.

Fancy meeting you here

Oh, those wacky memes.

I found JESUS! ...he was hiding in my Livejournal, dammit.