The internship's a drag. And my social life has taken a massive beating. Most people got day jobs at the editorial desk. Some lucky ones got field assignements. Some got full time jobs. I got a bloody night shift.
And it's been over 2 weeks since I last saw most of my friends. I start in the evenings. End around 3 AM.
And I spend an average of 5 minutes everyday in the sun. That too, fading sunlight.
Could it possible I would be the first known case to have died from a Vitamin D deficiency?
Disclaimer The
Neurotic One shall use this narcissistic recluse to blow his own trumpet, to
question the parentage of Communists and to blast the world for what it is.
Readers who do not concur, are requested to bend over and kiss his buttocks.
Readers are also strongly advised against side effects of reading Neurotica,
such as strong nausea, splitting headaches, insomnia, visions of Baba Sehgal
chasing you in a thong, suicidal depression, delirium, anti social behaviour,
transformtion into an ugly toad, nightmares about ugly and naked fat men, STDs,
Kafka dreams or brief flashes of intelligence.
If you do feel these side effects, oh well. Sue me.
