I have an e-chapbook coming out from h-ngm-n any second now that contains all my secrets. Just kidding. Only a couple secrets. But it does contain bedbugs, Jessica Alba, Wisconsin, kites and cocaine, and the address of the house I grew up in. I would say it's a much-anticipated e-book, but I'm the only person who's been anticipating it.
I remember hanging out with a person who no longer speaks to me and having to be told that h-ngm-n is HANGMAN. I thought it was a random combination of letters and hyphens. This doesn't say a lot about my intelligence. I have to tell you, my brain hasn't really been working up to speed in days. I'm surprised I haven't fallen down a staircase or accidentally ruined someone's career through my own negligence. Six hours until Friday. Carry on.