Most likely resist the urge to strangle myself and slice the words whore on my throat Maybe even delete my bungie app for a day or two because clearly I have no life and I'm actually very ashamed of myself for neglecting my commissions, resolving a paypal issue, and paying my internet bill. I should get a dog and style it's fur into intricate designs in order to fill my time that I once spent here. Perhaps I would become rich and famous for snipping out glorious dragons along the backsides of animals. I would sheer skeleton patterns consistent of their bodies and they'd run around spooking unwelcome visitors to my new mansion. Then I'd die of rabies transmitted via a raccoon my competitors in mammal cosmetology sent after me to rid themselves of such a monopolizing brat.