on the state of his life at capeandcowl

[ioudas]

For once, would it hurt for the state of my life to be that I'm living with beautiful women running a winery-tabacco-burlesque club-casino combo. I didn't mind meeting Alexander the Great and having drinks with him or being a yoga teacher or losing my super yacht.

But, lets compare what's going on now: I'm going to lose my job to a snake spirit/lord of the forest, which is fine because work is ten times more disgusting than the thought of Fatso in a tiny bathing suit. But now I'm going to be writing books ab-

(give it a second.)

Oh, I see where this is going. You're good.