Holy shit, you guys. I sold my house. In four months I have to be out. I can go anywhere. Do anything. I’ve got some kind of terrifying existential agoraphobia, and I’m jumpinggggggggggg . . .
With a Squid Ink Pen
Pop culture, writing, and the exciting descent into the 21st century climate-change apocalypse
With a Squid Ink Pen 
Congratulations!
Woooooooo!
Oh wow… congrats and super exciting.
Yippee Ki Yay!
Jump baby, JUMP!
Woo-hoo!
Also, whoa, flashback song…