Brain Stew
Tomorrow morning is the day I have to take the psychometric test that work are paying for. I can't believe it will take 2.5 hrs. If they can work their way through the fucked up, tangled mess that is my brain they might find something that isn't pickled. If they do, they should remove it, put it through a mental detox and then nurse it back to health. In the meantime I'll just dribble and rock back and forth.
Good luck G!
hopefully they find a bit more than an old plate of nachos and a peice of Jo's lasagne in between those ears of yours. ;)
You will romp it in. Blow them away Einstein :D