I feel sick already, and the game hasn't even started yet. This could be really bad, or hopefully really good. I hope. I'm frightened though. All that history is so heavy.
Last night, after, it felt like all the stomach acid was gathering in one place, trying to escape. It was extremely unpleasant. All day today, when ever someone asked me about it, I just felt empty inside. Soul-less, even organ-less. Generally bad.
Scientologists, Rabid Sox Fans, computers that lie
Circle I Limbo
General asshats
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Bill Gates, Writers without talent
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
That fan at the game last night
Circle IV Rolling Weights
George Bush
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
the enforcers of busywork
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
The New York Yankees
Circle VII Burning Sands
drunk drivers
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Robert Fick, the deliberately ignorant
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Design your own hell
