It’s not the dish, but the hunger that drives this course. An evening promised by the aroma of red meat: Your guests crave the bloody dream promised by your chef. Satisfy them.
There once was a man, who thought he was grand. His better came along to help him understand. Riding on coat tails only gets you so far. Before you’re freeloading ways meet their eventual bar. “You thought you were smart, stealing my work. Then I found out.” She said with a smirk. “You’ve clearly no honor; you’ve clearly no class. Your dreams of infamy and stardom are now shattered like glass.” The man was shocked. He thought his plan couldn’t fail. The nerve of this woman was beyond the pale. This pairs’ story is far from through. We will continue the journey in, “A Tale of Revenge: Part Two”.
Patient notes of Dr. Barclay Clarissa Arrives in her usual late manner well-dressed slightly disheveled A/O x3 Clarissa seems to be more distracted than usual at beginning of treatment Reports auditory and visual hallucination. Visual hallucinations of dark angel like creatures. This has some correlation to her dissertation from art school Auditory hallucinations a repeated phrase. “Oblivio Accedit” (research later) Clarissa showed me several drawings of her interpretation of these figures. The pictures had a noticeable gradation to more disturbing and less similar to original works. Suggesting increased stress and increase of symptoms. Agreed to a short break from her to see if her preoccupation on angels for her graduation is the source of these hallucinations. Consider chlorpromazine therapy if pre schizophreni...
Who's Your Daddy? As Tic hung up the phone, his mind swirled and he knew what he had to do. The dark cloud of anger toward his Father seeped into every other thought, every action... That is just like that selfish bastard... throwing the family into complete disarray with his death, just like he did in life. Not only was he a terrible father, he as a terrible businessman, and, even worse to Tic, a terrible person. Through the fog he hesitated as he hung up the phone with Liam... so it was Victor after all. Not really a surprise I guess, but this certainly fucked with the family structure, dinn’it? “How did Liam know about Victor??”, he thought. “Jonah said it was too late for Liam, but…. maybe he’s ok? He always sounded weird on the phone, why should this be different? I do hope Liam is ok - him and Mother (and Stella and Izzy) are the only ones who really ever gave a shit about me. Fuck Father and Fuck Victor....” Through the fog of anger and resentment, h...
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