I tend towards the dramatic. (Understatement of century) I create it, I encourage it, I wallow in it. If I go a week without a crisis, I think I get bored.
I bring this up, because this moring, I dramatically overreacted. Now, of course, I still believe I'm right and everyone else is wrong. That's a given. But, the events which resulted in my hysterics aren't really that big a deal. No one meant to rip my beating heart from my chest and crush it before my face. People simply got obscenely drunk and did stupid, stupid things which I took as an assault on my soul. This happens with some frequency.
So, I say it here. The drama is ending. No more drama for Spotswood. I've had enough. Really. I mean it this time. I'm not fucking around anymore.
Aren't you all desperate to know what happened? That's a book, honey. Not a blog.