Updating again.

The fearsome pirate hamster Morgan died a week ago Saturday. He was buried by the woody patch out back, and a cairn erected over his grave. I got a bunch of bug bites and they itched like mad for a while but now they mostly don't.

The people upstairs appear to have purchased a shiny new subwoofer in the last week or so. They like using it late at night. I like imagining their throats crushing in my fists. I guess it works out.

Chris is still dead.


See you in a week or five I guess.