BURLEITH – Woe is me! Each day a new suffering spews forth from an evergreen font of toil, burdening my weary shoulders. Ouch! Ouch, I say! I am burdened with pains unworldly upon my battle-maimed back. A shocking series of tortures has left my mind in disarray; my inner sanctum invaded by the soldiers of chaos and strife. Each additional torture is further proof of the vile indifference of a cruel universe. The heavy weights of CPS essays and consulting club applications, due just two days apart. No being more ladled with more of the universe’s damaging rays than I – oh man that crow looks gross. Poor guy. Damn.
