Sorry for the absence. I’ve been very busy eating your wiring and shitting in your pantry.

Sometimes I wonder if there is more to life than pushing levers and getting coked up

If one morning I admitted to using heroin for 25% of my life I would be perfused by the afternoon.

Anyone else just wake up and decide it’s a good day to bite fingers?

These are the sorts of unrealistic expectations academia pushes on young rats and it needs to stop!

For my last act in earth. I hope that I produce such a wild outlier that I set back your dissertation and make your advisor second guess you.

The shit I would do for sucrose & cocaine.