It's Monday, it's raining, and I ate a moldy sandwich.
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About Me
- Monkey of Despair
- I was born on a cloudy day. In a cave. A cold, dark, damp cave. My bananas were always either unripe or overripe. From an early age, I knew I was different. My parents called me "sensitive." Eventually I came to despair over the meaningless of life, changed my name, and retreated into the darkness of my soul, where I reside to this day. Well, spiritually anyway. Physically, I live in New York with some friends who share my basic life philosophy: that it sucks.