The Department of Unscientific Research and I have had a good run. We have grown together, we have laughed together but most importantly we have alerted cyber space to the rape antics of dolphins, the prejudices against both Sultana's and left handers and the shit fest which are the published works of Jodi Picoult.
Department, we have had a good run. 20,987 views to be exact. But for now, it is over. The Department has taught me a lot and yet it has taught me nothing. I have come so far, yet I haven't and for this reason we are parting ways, indefinitely. I may be back next week; I may never be back (cue distressed string ensemble). I suppose the point it I am not desiring to allow my words to be caressed by your formatting anymore. At the end of the day readers (or should I say friends) it's not you it's me. I have nothing left to give you. If you find yourself craving me, needing me I can be found....
If you take anything from the glorious year we have had together, remember these...final words...
FUCK JODI PICOULT>>> SHE MAKE ME WANT TO DAUBE A WEDDING DRESS IN FECAL MATTER >>>JODI, YOU ARE MY HELL.
I am now lying on the floor, listening to Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now awaiting the launch of Rad Men. Issue 1, May 1. You should do the same.