I must apologise, but this is the most interesting thing I have found in the library recently. Yes, THIS abomination. Such are the levels of dross I have to wade through on a daily basis. Imagine, for a moment, the other items I have had to reject in favour of this one...and pity my mental… Continue reading Special Ways of Coping
I…I just…why? Why does the library contain such horrors? Such progeny of diseased minds? This is what I ask myself each day, as I drag the rickety library trolley through the damp, oozing passages of what is now my prison. My home. I have not seen daylight for years. The library caverns are seemingly… Continue reading Life…and the Briefcase of Dreams
The Oogazoid Library 