So, I just picked up a laser printer. I know, I know. Can you say where the fuck nuggets have you been? But it's a step to the edge of a really steep hill I'm trying to grow the gonads to throw myself down.
I spend a lot of time thinking about doing something yet not doing it. The reasons for which would probably require therapy. Really good, really expensive therapy. So I'm left with working shit out on my own. The printer is a symbol of my destination. I'm at the starting line and I know there is a finish line somewhere. My next step is plunging down the hill and seeing what it's gonna take to find it. I'm probably gonna need a helmet.