And it's this atypical compulsion to blog that has resulted in my face toward the "Create Post" page on my computer screen, and my fingers touching the keyboard while my brain is half-dead, cloudy with all that shit on the failure of Russia as a whole. Though, honestly, there is no apparent purpose for my presence. (And it's the 3rd post; can't see why I seemingly haven't gotten enough.)
Looks like you might fall.Right at the edge and I'll watch it unwind.