Of COURSE that was an April Fools joke.
I mean, Jesus.
You silly bastards think for one second that I'd off myself without seeing the Red Sox get their rings?
Of course, I should have posted earlier I guess, but blogger was down yesterday.
In fact, I might end this blog pretty soon anyway- I made up the whole "getting out of the cage" thing just to set up April Fools. Actually, the whole transformation went great, I ate Cam Neely on the third night in the cage, and am currently shopping for something in a large baby cow for next month.
There's just not a lot of drama in it anymore for me.
It's pretty much wake up, eat food, work at video store, drink beer, fall asleep, wake up and repeat. Then, for three days a month it becomes: wake up, eat food,work at video store, get into cage, transform into wolf, eat livestock, fall asleep, wake up and repeat.
Still, sorry if you're pissed about the April Fools thing.
Call me a dick if you want.