I just feel a random burst of hate right now. A million million gazillion volts of hate coursing through my veins, cauterising my blood and charring my body.

I don't know why. I just feel it. How can I describe it? Like this.

"Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate." - Harlan Ellison, 'I Have No Mouth But I Must Scream'

And I'm listening to Iron & Wine during this hatred. And somehow, the music seems appropriate. Sam Beam makes some of the gentlest music I've heard, yet it just fits.

Also, I'm not really prone to random outbursts of sentimentality, yet here I go. ~moejo Seems to be having a tough time lately. I think he hides it fairly well, but it seems like some serious shit. I feel really bad about it. (TRUTH TIME) Moe is the big brother I always kinda wished I had, and I feel powerless to help him with whatever his situation is. You (and a select few other MDers) have had such a profound effect on me. I cannot express how thankful I am for your influence. So, Moe, wherever you are in Camelland, I'm sorry and feel better soon. I love you, man.

That's all, folks.